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[aid] => mick
[title] => Truly Me
[time] => 2013-05-27 15:12:32
[hometext] => I wrote this poem to describe what I go through each day. I would really love any advice you all could offer. Thanks so much.
[bodytext] => The truth is my rope, Tighter and tighter it gets as the lies grow. A constant struggle to be free, That’s what life is for me. Hands of hell are all around, Slowly I’m being pulled down. Subtly, the wind whispers cruel words of fake friends. Each will smile and shake my hand, Inside they have a plan. They’re the predator and I’m the prey. What’s it like to be hunted each day? Fear always lurks as I glance behind, Words become poison that will kill me in time. A moment arrives where no one is more trust-worthy than the silent sky. Wondering why people would go so far to see me cry, To see me fall, Just to be nothing at all. One word, one look, it all hurts. Drip… Drip...Drip. My eyes are no longer a safe that holds it all in. I’ve been robbed of my soul, I will never get back what they stole. All that’s left are the jagged scars from being ripped open and torn apart. I yearn for innocence, To go back to the time, Where stealing a toy was the most horrific crime. The worst part may be when the devils aren’t there to speak, Loneliness takes control, Sickening memories begin to eat me whole. Like a cat I relive each of my nine lives that have been taken. Drowning in a tsunami of pain, Refusing to sink. My only hope is the one thing that remains in the abyss know as my soul, Strength, it radiates from within. I am strong and will forever be, Now that’s truly me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 65 [informant] => JSA [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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