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[aid] => mick
[title] => Pains path of life
[time] => 2004-01-23 17:27:20
[hometext] => These are my thoughts on the path of life, and the pain involved in it. Hope you all like it.
[bodytext] => ----------___________------------ b>You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion Happiness, living this life sometimes is a delusion Live my life in a secluded mental prison cell I'd rather die than be trapped in a living hell I have got to find a way to survive Cause they win when your soul dies I see this place in my minds eye where we all can last, No one worried about the future, or troubled by their past. You probably panic, stranded in search of a better planet Realism hard to understand, we stand slanted and still stranded, merciless thieves stole the best of me I pray to Jesus to please take the rest of me People lose there child hood to guns Nobody cries no more; cause we all die for fun So why you ask me if I want peace, if you can't grant it There is so much fighting across the whole planet So we can never be peace, the pain will never cease. Faced with the demons, addicted to hearing victims screaming Guess some were evil since birth, product of cursed semen’s Cause even our birthdays, are cursed days Born to die, Dying to survive in the worst ways. Every once in awhile, I reminisce And wonder how life ever came to this. Still I, can't breathe, something’s evil in my screams Cause every time I breathe, I think they are killing me I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantasies I wake up strangling my bed sheets Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here Cause even I cry, but does the Lord care? This is what I scream as I dream in a paranoid state And is my fate a lifetime of hate? No more hesitation each and every person crazed And they wonder why we suicidal running around dazed Show us a place, a path to go, Let this pain of life disappear slow No more fighting no more fears, Life has to be better then these anguished tears. Beat the pain to the ground, Hurt the hate and knock it down, The path of least resistance, That is what we must take for a better existence. Please check out my other poems. Thank you for taking the time to read this.. MajesticPoet [comments] => 2 [counter] => 454 [topic] => 19 [informant] => MajesticPoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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