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Array ( [sid] => 168140 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => PAIN! [time] => 2011-10-27 08:22:01 [hometext] => My mom makes me and my brother feel like a wast of space my sister told us we are not important and I told her to go to he'll and she told me to go f*** my self and my mom is flipping out saying I needed it and I'm trying to make it true the pain alone [bodytext] => Pain, it takes years for it to hit me and when it dose it hits me hard
Leaving me hopeless and unable to smile
The memories I once had seem only like storys nothing more
I cry non stop wishing to hear someone tell me it's going to be okay
But all I ever get is I'm a pain good for nothing
I get told I'm not important it's all my family ever will say
I'm the reason my family is so messed up
I could be in florda with my grandma and she wouldn't be just another memory
I stayed in Nebraska got adopted and now I'm dead in side
I only feel like I'm better off dead zoo I only hide
Pain, it hits and it hits hard
Now I just shut my trap so they dont get a reason to hate me any more than they all ready do
I get that I'm a pain I try and work and get it all done right but I got delt the wrong card
Im ready to give it all up and stand on my own but i fear I'll fall far below il to the depts of hell
Whats the point of loving someone if you only get hurt so much
I need to be with him he makes it all better but worse at the same time [comments] => 2 [counter] => 99 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Dezchapm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
PAIN!

Contributed by Dezchapm on Thursday, 27th October 2011 @ 08:22:01 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Pain, it takes years for it to hit me and when it dose it hits me hard
Leaving me hopeless and unable to smile
The memories I once had seem only like storys nothing more
I cry non stop wishing to hear someone tell me it's going to be okay
But all I ever get is I'm a pain good for nothing
I get told I'm not important it's all my family ever will say
I'm the reason my family is so messed up
I could be in florda with my grandma and she wouldn't be just another memory
I stayed in Nebraska got adopted and now I'm dead in side
I only feel like I'm better off dead zoo I only hide
Pain, it hits and it hits hard
Now I just shut my trap so they dont get a reason to hate me any more than they all ready do
I get that I'm a pain I try and work and get it all done right but I got delt the wrong card
Im ready to give it all up and stand on my own but i fear I'll fall far below il to the depts of hell
Whats the point of loving someone if you only get hurt so much
I need to be with him he makes it all better but worse at the same time




Copyright © Dezchapm ... [ 2011-10-27 08:22:01]
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Re: PAIN! (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 27th October 2011 @ 01:19:32 PM AEST
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i'm so sorry you have to deal with that. i had a screwed up family too. you need to know and believe that it's not your fault for any of what you're going through. it's your familys fault. you didn't ask to be born! cry it all out. i did. in time - you'll realize it wasn't ever your fault. it was their ignorance.


Re: PAIN! (User Rating: 1 )
by cheygal10 on Thursday, 27th October 2011 @ 03:52:28 PM AEST
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My mom's the same way... I hate life here... :/ sorry for what they make u putt up with...




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