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[aid] => mick
[title] => Tentacles of Depression
[time] => 2002-07-18 12:11:48
[hometext] => * I wrote this in my head coming walking home from the gym/pool. I was in the hot tub and I was getting up to leave and this wave of depression just hit me. So I wrote this walking home *
[bodytext] => I walk down the busy, city streets I walk with a strut, And with sunglasses over my eyes I walk confidently To hide my array of wounds To disguise my list of broken dreams Tears come to my eyes I sniff them back Not for a second can I appear weak I look at an overflowing garbage can, Overgrown gardens, And a carcass of a magotty bird (I wish it was mine) But I realize I'm stuck in this s*** For another seventy years I wish I could end it, But like when I was 12 My love for my mother Prohibits me from doing so Sometimes I wish she wouldn't love me Cars buzz past me How easy it would be To throw myself in front of them And end it all, But I shake my head Then my body starts to shake As the tentacles of depression Reach out and pull me into their lair And somehow I manage To limp home Amid the feelings Amid the empty void in my stomach I paste a smile on my face .......... For my mother And my pointless life continues on [comments] => 3 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 32 [informant] => bobotheclown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 25 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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