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[aid] => mick
[title] => Sick In The Head
[time] => 2008-03-26 04:03:27
[hometext] => So, I deleted my other account and this is one of the poems that I had taken off and Im now posting again. More new poems to come very soon, for now I hope you enjoy this one ! (P.S. Not a true story, just something I wrote)
[bodytext] => I'm sick of the way that I feel; mistreated and out of place I'm sick of giving my love and care, and then being hit in the face I'm sick of crying every night until I slowly fall to sleep I'm sick of having feelings of anger and locking them so up so deep I'm sick of telling myself over and over that everything will be okay I'm sick of wondering why I'm here for every night I lay And think maybe I'm not quite well, that maybe I'm sick in the head For not wanting to love my life, for wanting to be dead Cutting my wrists and watching my blood flow to the icy bathroom floor My life starts to end and my love dies as my body cools to the core Piercing my hopeless heart with the hot bullet of a gun Inside my blood will quickly pour until my final drop has run Time stops and life is over, not knowing where my lifeless body will go I no longer feel emptiness as Hell grasps ahold of my soul My existance is shattered as I fall a thousand feet under I realize that my life is gone, the rest is just a wonder. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 13 [informant] => peaches11211 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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