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Array ( [sid] => 166055 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => wake up [time] => 2011-04-27 12:55:44 [hometext] => a tribute to the every day slog of life [bodytext] => Another day draws to a close, a segment in time on which to reflect
Added to the list piling up in your long and pointless past
And oh how fast tomorrow comes, ready to beat the drums
Of disappointment over and over again
Like a death march from beginning to the inevitable end
You waste so much breath talking about how much you spend
On what you don’t need and seldom can afford
Just to fit in to a world that makes profit from you’re ever
Growing boredom
The days roll into one continuous blur
As you work to cover your increasing splurge
On food and bills and transport, the ills of sleepless nights
And bank volts slam in your mind as you clean the sweat from your brow
Just to see another letter saying pay up now
So what good we ask will come of this
Laying in a drunken pile of sick
Wishing for death or a lottery win to seal our fate or prolong our sins
Wake up and find another way, before you wind up on that fateful day
With a bottle of jack wishing so hard for a way back to a time when
You wanted to say, I’m happy.

[comments] => 1 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 61 [informant] => whisper-on-the-wind [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
wake up

Contributed by whisper-on-the-wind on Wednesday, 27th April 2011 @ 12:55:44 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Another day draws to a close, a segment in time on which to reflect
Added to the list piling up in your long and pointless past
And oh how fast tomorrow comes, ready to beat the drums
Of disappointment over and over again
Like a death march from beginning to the inevitable end
You waste so much breath talking about how much you spend
On what you don’t need and seldom can afford
Just to fit in to a world that makes profit from you’re ever
Growing boredom
The days roll into one continuous blur
As you work to cover your increasing splurge
On food and bills and transport, the ills of sleepless nights
And bank volts slam in your mind as you clean the sweat from your brow
Just to see another letter saying pay up now
So what good we ask will come of this
Laying in a drunken pile of sick
Wishing for death or a lottery win to seal our fate or prolong our sins
Wake up and find another way, before you wind up on that fateful day
With a bottle of jack wishing so hard for a way back to a time when
You wanted to say, I’m happy.





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Re: wake up (User Rating: 1 )
by Dibi on Wednesday, 27th April 2011 @ 05:00:10 PM AEST
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very nice =)i hope it makes you that little bit happier knowing you've written a beautiful poem.




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