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[aid] => mick
[title] => You dont understand!
[time] => 2012-07-28 06:28:35
[hometext] => In this world no one feels they can be themselves, you feel a pressure, a expectation to be someone.....something your not. You feel left in the dark like no one around you knows how you feel. I do.
[bodytext] => No one actually understands the pain I go through every day. The burden I carry upon myself. Every day it eats me away, Day after day the pain becomes worse. It’s an anger I constantly carry within myself. I hate the person I am. I’m unhappy, I’m not good at anything, I hide everything away, And the more I do. The more anger, Pain and hurt there is to carry every day. I have emotions that don’t go away; It’s like a cold presence that stays with me. I feel deceased from the world. I carry feelings that no one could ever understand. I never tell, I never speak too afraid, To complicated. I wake up of a morning wishing that one morning I just don’t awake. I hate being here; I’m only a burden to everyone who’s around me. I’m a disappointment to so many people. I have an anger deep within that rages out and wants to be free. I try holding it back for as long as I can, But not always am I strong enough. I break. I have no happiness, All darkness not even the slightest bit of light. Some days I just want to break, I wanna fade away into the darkest place possible. To die would be a better place, One where giving up is easy. No place here on earth, Have I wished to not be here? Yes… You don’t understand the anger I have. You don’t understand the rage that lies beneath my flesh. The person I am, I don’t know myself. I can’t even remember the last time I remember myself happy. I put on a face, A face of smiles, A face where nothing seems wrong. Strong for my friends, But weak and worthless are my true colours. So many expectations of life today, Is anyone able to be them self? I know i cant, I'll hide away, Hide so far in. Away for a day, The pain still wont go away. Hear my screams, Watch me cry. This will be my last day, Now it's my time to die. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 13 [informant] => LauranHyde [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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