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Array ( [sid] => 34604 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Confused, alone, lost. [time] => 2004-02-11 12:09:28 [hometext] => Just things I think sometimes [bodytext] => Truth comes in mysterious forms
You never know what to expect
A fateful letter, a worrying phone call
What could you do, what could you say
If i said i wanted to die that day

Dont ask me why, cause i dont know
All i know is its the truth
Wasnt through love, wasnt through death
I just didnt want to be here at all
I wanted to take me life, just fall and fall

These words could be a shock
You probably werent expecting
Maybe hes depressed, maybe its sorrow
Its neither of those, I want you to know
So take all of your help, just leave me and go

Sometimes I dont really know what going on
But as i say theres always tomorrow
'Its doesnt matter, tomorrow there will be'
What can you do, theres nothing wrong with I
Tell me what you want to say
Because nothing ever made me feel that way

[comments] => 4 [counter] => 310 [topic] => 36 [informant] => forever_lonely [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

Confused, alone, lost.

Contributed by forever_lonely on Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 12:09:28 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

Truth comes in mysterious forms
You never know what to expect
A fateful letter, a worrying phone call
What could you do, what could you say
If i said i wanted to die that day

Dont ask me why, cause i dont know
All i know is its the truth
Wasnt through love, wasnt through death
I just didnt want to be here at all
I wanted to take me life, just fall and fall

These words could be a shock
You probably werent expecting
Maybe hes depressed, maybe its sorrow
Its neither of those, I want you to know
So take all of your help, just leave me and go

Sometimes I dont really know what going on
But as i say theres always tomorrow
'Its doesnt matter, tomorrow there will be'
What can you do, theres nothing wrong with I
Tell me what you want to say
Because nothing ever made me feel that way

Copyright © forever_lonely ... [ 2004-02-11 12:09:28]
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Re: Confused, alone, lost. (User Rating: 1 )
by Romantism202 on Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 12:41:28 PM AEST
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To me it sounds just like the title implies. I like it in the sense that it's simple but it explains how oyu feel and that's all that matters.

Re: Confused, alone, lost. (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 04:20:19 PM AEST
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Hmm I think I know what you mean, well I won't tell you that things will get better since you don't want to hear that *Oops i think its too late damn!* Lol Umm what can I say that won't irritate you umm, nice poem ....... *Argghhh* I wanna saY tHaT what ever happens you'll still have that amazing talent of yours and friends that will love you sO dOn't GeT mAd aT mE fOr saying nice things *Sticks out tongue* (not a very gentle way to end a comment) Lmao
Anne :D (p.s msg me if you want I'm here *winks*)

Re: Confused, alone, lost. (User Rating: 1 )
by mountainhigh on Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 08:01:06 PM AEST
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Excellent work, you have explained so much for so many, you are not alone. Many of us walk that path from time to time. Keep writting you have much tallent.

Re: Confused, alone, lost. (User Rating: 1 )
by Jazz on Thursday, 12th February 2004 @ 12:10:03 AM AEST
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I remember the days when life had no purpose, and it just did not feel right to live. Well, actually it still doesn't. The difference between now and then, I'm old enough to know that my it might suck now, but somewhere are better days.

I won't say it's gonna be ok, but I will say that only fools test the water with both feet...

Jazz

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