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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Bad Day Anyone?
[time] => 2003-07-06 12:05:00
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[bodytext] => Over and done
Faster than a train Ending like a train wreck The damage is done And it's my entire fault Why do I do these things? When I know them to be so wrong? Why do voices still resound in my head, when it is over, Why do I still hear you? It wasn't anything but, my own shear lack of enthusiasm. My own self destructive tendencies rearing their nasty heads for another night of pull her and push her down. The road less traveled (That's an understatement.) because it's more dangerous and there are to be no prizes for me at the end. There is only fear of death and a worse thought fears of life here forever. What will they say when they speak of me, that they wished I had never stepped my foot down? Do they even care? Which is worse that they talk Or that I only imagine that they talk? I fear a world where I am unable to teach my child to overcome obstacles and succeed. I fear more of ME being born and blister the back of society. Unable to work and be productive, only feeling a dull sharp pain forever, only loving oneself incapable of loving anyone else. Only a need to please Me has driven me this far. It ended badly, one incident and like all others it caused me to think in such a way as too question my lack of motivation and my lack of ethic, and yet I still do nothing. It would be out of character to calm myself, it would be unlike me to do anything but, cry and then act out on the uselessness I surround myself with. Who will feel my fury for I was upset today? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Alisialynn [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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