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Array ( [sid] => 24095 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Ghosts [time] => 2003-09-29 22:25:00 [hometext] => One time I collapsed on the floor, exhausted with everything I hate. I felt utterly drained. [bodytext] => Fell to the ground, terrified of you,
tired of feeling restricted and manipulated.
Reduced by your raw ways-
now I smelt your dominance standing above my prejudged rejection.
Waiting for revenge over these surreal days of disillusion and powerlessness.
Crying on confused borders of my incapable character,
abandoned, convicted and longing to find myself a back-door~
I feel fundamentally hollow, underestimated, petrified of the way you disregard my feelings.
Stop raising your volume, I said I can here you!
But I don't feel heard or seen I find you utterly insensitive.
You make me seem irrelevant, needless, forgotton~I'm lost in this obsession of the ghosts of my betrayal.
I'm different, yet lifes cruel, I'm resilient to your negative vibes and presense that promote my lack of self esteem, I hate the way you hate my dreams.
Oh hater, oh Darwin, non-believer,Anti-Christ, anti-freedom.
Control-freak, communist,
stop increasing my anger, my insecurity,
stop turning myself against my invisibilty [comments] => 4 [counter] => 555 [topic] => 6 [informant] => broken-glass [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
Ghosts

Contributed by broken-glass on Monday, 29th September 2003 @ 10:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Fell to the ground, terrified of you,
tired of feeling restricted and manipulated.
Reduced by your raw ways-
now I smelt your dominance standing above my prejudged rejection.
Waiting for revenge over these surreal days of disillusion and powerlessness.
Crying on confused borders of my incapable character,
abandoned, convicted and longing to find myself a back-door~
I feel fundamentally hollow, underestimated, petrified of the way you disregard my feelings.
Stop raising your volume, I said I can here you!
But I don't feel heard or seen I find you utterly insensitive.
You make me seem irrelevant, needless, forgotton~I'm lost in this obsession of the ghosts of my betrayal.
I'm different, yet lifes cruel, I'm resilient to your negative vibes and presense that promote my lack of self esteem, I hate the way you hate my dreams.
Oh hater, oh Darwin, non-believer,Anti-Christ, anti-freedom.
Control-freak, communist,
stop increasing my anger, my insecurity,
stop turning myself against my invisibilty




Copyright © broken-glass ... [ 2003-09-29 22:25:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Ghosts (User Rating: 1 )
by Dragons_Of_Rose on Tuesday, 30th September 2003 @ 08:36:07 AM AEST
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Love the content of this piece broken. Nicely done.


Re: Ghosts (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Tuesday, 30th September 2003 @ 10:23:51 AM AEST
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Dear Broken Glass,
Very powerful write......!!!
as long as you be where they are
down on their level on the floor,
you can be reached and tortured even more.

Rise above it all...through your mind
'Tis a wonderful escape.....a way out....
don't let them touch your heart....
keep your mind higher from them,
no part!

Great Poem once again,
lovingcritters
ConSue


Re: Ghosts (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 2nd October 2003 @ 04:22:19 PM AEST
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I liked this very descripitve, powerful, and angry a good solid write.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: Ghosts (User Rating: 1 )
by dolly_dagger on Friday, 16th January 2004 @ 06:18:37 PM AEST
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wow broken. this is so powerful. i love the little subtle references...who says u just switch off in english lol!
love u!
dolly xxxxx




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