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[aid] => mick
[title] => Made To
[time] => 2008-12-26 03:49:15
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[bodytext] => I started picking at my sores again Found myself back on the floor again This is all to farmiliar What the hell am I doing? I couldn't sleep last night again I'm turning all my secrets in I start to speak but nothing comes out It's just more of what I wanna say that I can only think about I'm so afraid of looking like a failure I have tortured myself to a pile of lies, a martyr in disguise I blame you cause I want to, It's easier to see what you'd rather someone be I hate you cause I'm made to By my own self pity and to cover up my crimes I started licking at my wounds again I thought it a good way to drag you back in Isn't this what I worked so hard to tear away from Guess I'll always step to the wrong beat of the same drum yet I wanna cover up these holes and find what's needed in my soul and I know that it's not what I want which is you I hate my sick self loathing peice of **** self I need to put down the false hope and get some real help but, I could never walk into a room of faces without feeling like they see strait to my bones, every look and every word is judging me for something unknown. I pretend I can't see what everybody sees, but really I hate myself for the same reasons they critisize me. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 61 [informant] => girlg0newrong [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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