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[sid] => 61591
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Never Hiding From My Head...!
[time] => 2004-08-27 15:19:08
[hometext] => Just some more dark truth of my life. I drew and painted a picture of me this morning and put this around it... I am what I am. The message inside it is that I CAN'T BE CHANGED! Please comment on my work...!
[bodytext] => I thought it was going, this darkness left. Despite my out-bursts of coloured stress. I thought they were all part of my healing process. Only, they weren’t, I was just sinking again! Well here I wake, Happy to some. But it’s just a cover, I’m actually numb. There’s been too much, I’ve been forced to take. Me being suicidal, Along with my mates… My mates doing drugs, Pushed until I broke. ‘Coz Dave LOOKED living-dead, But he wasn’t! He was stoned. But it just twisted in my head, Seeing him like that, And then he smacked my friend, So she smacked him back. So I walked away, But then realized I’m too stained, To EVER be o.k.! Nothing makes much sense, It’s all blurred inside my head. What do you expect? My blood is crimson red. It releases pain from my head. I know I’m twisted, I’m LIVING-DEAD! I’m too numb to feel! I’m too dead to heal. What do you expect? My cover or me dead? I think my cover sounds best, But just except, I CAN’T HIDE FROM MY HEAD!! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 21 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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