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[aid] => mick
[title] => What can I say
[time] => 2004-07-30 07:01:56
[hometext] => I hope this will be my last depressed post for some time as i left you guys for a week or so to collect myself together, whilst i was away i wrote this. so see what u think
[bodytext] => I live in solitude, confined by the walls of my devilish mind, Something that has never been all that kind. Not even a single light to guide me on my passage, Not a sole to effectively help with my emotional baggage. The flicker of something that resembles life, Yeah you keep on twisting that damn knife. All I ever wanted was a little bit of happiness, Yet I always ended up with sadness. So much goes on in my head, Much I do need to be said. Always looking for a way to fill that whole in my heart, Alas I do not know where to even start. I get told to not look for love it will find me, So I am here yet it never seems to come to be. I walk these dark streets of depression, almost alone. Yet friends are there to catch me from the dark if I trip on a stone. I fall into deep puddles or misery and hate. Yet there is always one special mate. He dives into my puddle to bring me to the surface. He cannot bear to lose his Stace. As I sink lower and lower into my hell, known as life, Just wanting to feel the sweet touch of a knife. No one letting me carry out my will. So maybe I should just end up taking a pill. Though I have made too many a promise, To become faithless. If I was to meet an untimely demise, It would be so much of a surprise that it would be unwise. Then there is my family, I always face them so bravely. Yet alas I always seem to come across as such a brat. Mum, am I really a spoiled little brat? You know that I don’t mean to be the way I am, You can tell its all a complete sham. I may not often say things with affection, I know I cause a lot of tension. Well this is about you, Someone I do really value. I’m sorry I always seem to be such a pain, I constantly do things again and again. Well I’m sorry I don’t mean to. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 48 [informant] => little_genna [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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