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Array ( [sid] => 59996 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => How? [time] => 2004-08-13 10:46:13 [hometext] => I decided to write this when i read a poem calld 'coping with change'. this triggered me off to say what i'm saying in my poem [bodytext] => Everyone tells you to get over things
Get on with your life
To be glad for everything you have rather than be pessimistic
Make things happen
But how can you do that when the thing you want most
The person you love most
Won't have you
What happens when you cant get over it
Because the person hovers over everything you do
Is in everything you say
Is the reason why you breathe
How can you be glad with what you have
When all you had was this person's love
But now its faded
Disappeared
Gone
Now i have nothing
I have no family
No job
No friends
I'm told to go out and appreciate all the beauty around me
I live in a place where people are stabbed and shot
Where they are discriminated for their colour, their religion, the clothes they wear
Whats beautiful about that?
The only thing that was beautiful in my life was him
Our love was the only thing that mattered
Our love was the only thing that kept me going
But now its dead
I may as well be dead too cos he was my life
So if thats dead, theres no use for me
I may as well die myself
[comments] => 4 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 36 [informant] => kitty_cat [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
How?

Contributed by kitty_cat on Friday, 13th August 2004 @ 10:46:13 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Everyone tells you to get over things
Get on with your life
To be glad for everything you have rather than be pessimistic
Make things happen
But how can you do that when the thing you want most
The person you love most
Won't have you
What happens when you cant get over it
Because the person hovers over everything you do
Is in everything you say
Is the reason why you breathe
How can you be glad with what you have
When all you had was this person's love
But now its faded
Disappeared
Gone
Now i have nothing
I have no family
No job
No friends
I'm told to go out and appreciate all the beauty around me
I live in a place where people are stabbed and shot
Where they are discriminated for their colour, their religion, the clothes they wear
Whats beautiful about that?
The only thing that was beautiful in my life was him
Our love was the only thing that mattered
Our love was the only thing that kept me going
But now its dead
I may as well be dead too cos he was my life
So if thats dead, theres no use for me
I may as well die myself




Copyright © kitty_cat ... [ 2004-08-13 10:46:13]
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Re: How? (User Rating: 1 )
by darkplaidbabe on Friday, 13th August 2004 @ 11:24:28 AM AEST
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it seems you are going through an extremely hard time right now, im glad you can let the emotions flow away in a productive way with writing this beautiful poetry. if you ever need to talk, im glad to listen and do what i can if you need help. great poem as always!
lovelovelove, Brynna


Re: How? (User Rating: 1 )
by Cherriesbroken725 on Friday, 13th August 2004 @ 12:57:53 PM AEST
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You have expressed what I've been feeling about a boy like i think i should die since he dont love me no more i feel/understand evry word u wrote!!!!!!



Re: How? (User Rating: 1 )
by inoc on Friday, 13th August 2004 @ 03:06:56 PM AEST
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sorry kitty kat!!!!!
and that you are in this situation....
all I can say is
I hope everything will improve ...
it is sad that you have no beauty around you with racism, stabbing etc..
honestly...
hopefully you will find that love again in your life
keep strong...


Re: How? (User Rating: 1 )
by Pyrofungus on Saturday, 16th October 2004 @ 11:49:42 AM AEST
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I seem to be connecting quite a bit with your poems...seems as if were coming from the same type of crap...
Yup and those people think that its so easy to get over everything and its not! They don't understand what were going through and its not fair....!

Oh and you had told me "I don't know if it's a gift or what but when I read things like this, I don't just feel something, I see it. I can see your pain, your strength and the energy put forth to make this a truly honest poem."

It is a gift...I have it also...it tought me that it was a gift...he showed me so many things...he's just so amazing and intelligent...


Summer




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