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Array ( [sid] => 146078 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => One more Excuse [time] => 2008-11-03 01:51:11 [hometext] => I really don't know what to say about this piece *shudders* [bodytext] => I can’t wait for the day
When I have the courage to breakaway...
I’m so tired, so worn, so shattered
I just don’t have much to say.
I’m sorry…I do not have the strength to carry on.
I hate fighting, I hate hating you,
I hate knowing I couldn’t have won.

But I know I should go…
Do you have any idea what I’m talking about?
What is it you desire to know?
Do you want to know, how I really feel?
How you hurt me? Should I tell you, that
You’re like, a thief in the night who steals…
That your coldness towards me
is like a bitter winter storm…
All I ever wanted was to be held
close, to fever and be warmed…

Do you even care about any of the
small things that are running through me?
I didn’t think so; it’s always been about you.
You are blind, and you will never see…
You will never feel my love, for you have amputated my desire.
You will never know the true me,
for you have shredded my heart with sharp twisting barbwire.

And you wonder why... at times I seem so far away.
It’s because I’m dying,
It’s devastating… watching my spiritual side decay.
I just want to know I’m alive.
I just want someone to pound on my heart,
I want to be electrified, just wanting to be revived.
But I just sit here and take your abuse.
Each and every day, I make believe that you love me.
Giving me purpose... to withstand one more day.
Giving me a reason… to make just one more excuse..
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One more Excuse

Contributed by Recyclebin on Monday, 3rd November 2008 @ 01:51:11 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I can’t wait for the day
When I have the courage to breakaway...
I’m so tired, so worn, so shattered
I just don’t have much to say.
I’m sorry…I do not have the strength to carry on.
I hate fighting, I hate hating you,
I hate knowing I couldn’t have won.

But I know I should go…
Do you have any idea what I’m talking about?
What is it you desire to know?
Do you want to know, how I really feel?
How you hurt me? Should I tell you, that
You’re like, a thief in the night who steals…
That your coldness towards me
is like a bitter winter storm…
All I ever wanted was to be held
close, to fever and be warmed…

Do you even care about any of the
small things that are running through me?
I didn’t think so; it’s always been about you.
You are blind, and you will never see…
You will never feel my love, for you have amputated my desire.
You will never know the true me,
for you have shredded my heart with sharp twisting barbwire.

And you wonder why... at times I seem so far away.
It’s because I’m dying,
It’s devastating… watching my spiritual side decay.
I just want to know I’m alive.
I just want someone to pound on my heart,
I want to be electrified, just wanting to be revived.
But I just sit here and take your abuse.
Each and every day, I make believe that you love me.
Giving me purpose... to withstand one more day.
Giving me a reason… to make just one more excuse..




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Re: One more Excuse (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Monday, 3rd November 2008 @ 05:38:22 AM AEST
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ouch, seriously.
if i could take your hurting away i would,
i know how these moments feel.
i wish i had the power to brighten your skies...
huge hugs
love smiles blessings
kara


Re: One more Excuse (User Rating: 1 )
by weepingXxwillows on Monday, 3rd November 2008 @ 10:59:36 AM AEST
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Simply Amazing work! Very descriptive, you made me feel like I was watching the character (whether this poem was about yourself or made up) from far away. I felt pity for you, and I was angered at the person who was at fault for the pain. Like I said an amazing poem.


Re: One more Excuse (User Rating: 1 )
by Crow on Monday, 3rd November 2008 @ 07:37:31 PM AEST
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Bin...this is the first time i`ve commented on your work, my god man" you must have taken a page from my life at one time. if you ever want to talk, I`m willing. that portion of my life beat me to an inch of my life, heart, mind and spirit, stolen from me if I tried to rise"..I found every dark corner there was to hide, you might know what i`m talking about.

"I hate knowing I couldn’t have won"
that is what cuts to the bone in this write. peace...Lane


Re: One more Excuse (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Monday, 3rd November 2008 @ 09:04:57 PM AEST
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A very heart breaking write, my friend.. Your pain is quite evident. If you want to talk, I am just a click away...
Hugs
Miss Jenni




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