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These Days

Contributed by texasw97 on Friday, 5th September 2008 @ 06:44:22 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I’m sitting back looking at the sky
I want to ask God the question why
I’m tired of battling myself every day
I’m tired of living this way
Headache after headache this is getting old
It’s August, yet my aurora is cold
Once again I’m talking through my pen
When will all the pain and suffering end
I’m trying my best to walk with a smile
I don’t remember how it’s been a while
For some reason I’m rushing time to fly by
I sit here wondering if I’m a special guy
Everywhere I go I feel like a Misfit
People avoid me like I smell like *****
I’m sitting here not having any fun
I walk around as if I were a loaded gun
I feel like I’m about to have another “Overload”
In any given minute I’m about to explode
I’m mad because I can’t blow or snort from my nose
It’s easy to tell why I consider myself a “Black Rose”




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Re: These Days (User Rating: 1 )
by Catalina on Saturday, 6th September 2008 @ 03:04:00 AM AEST
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seems 2 me i've been right where u r. But we keep hope b/c change isn't far. you may never know where or when it'll be ur turn to smile again...

very talented write you have a gift...
don't let it pass u by:)


Re: These Days (User Rating: 1 )
by Ambivalence on Saturday, 6th September 2008 @ 01:09:14 PM AEST
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yup, i can relate with this piece of art, esp. these days. ur not a misfit, actually no one's a misfit, u jus gotta put urself out there. thanx for sharing ur thoughts/feelings, that's what poetry's about, but dont do anything i wouldnt do...the pain will go away since there's no use in suffering. nice write. take care
-K.Z.




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