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[sid] => 23871
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Non-Existence
[time] => 2003-09-26 10:45:00
[hometext] => Written in April of 2003....one of my personal favorites...
[bodytext] => I just wish sometimes, I would feel like I'm not stepped on, Sometimes I wish I would stop feeling like I did something wrong. I can't erase these feelings, Because they're all I have, If they left, There'd be a depth, Which would'nt be so real. These feelings I have, Some would say, Will become the death of me, I'm being pushed, Under the water, Till the bright lights I can see. Time is counting down till my end, It feels like an eternity, Many ways I could make it go faster, So I would just please the soul of me. I'm going crazy in this confined place, No one is hearing me scream, They all pretend to not hear me, And would never look at my face it seems. It seems right now on one cares, What I'm feeling inside of me, So as long as they're alright, And I don't put up a fight, They can't truly see. I'm sick of the tension, Suspension, I need my own place to exist. I'm counting down the time, Doing the crime, Of constantly being this. I shut my eyes, Close my mind, Waste away the time, Till no more I exist, Then it's bliss. Heather Marie Hutchins [comments] => 2 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 13 [informant] => HedderMarie [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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