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Array ( [sid] => 655 [catid] => 1 [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 )
Tentacles of Depression

Contributed by bobotheclown on Thursday, 18th July 2002 @ 12:11:48 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry





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




Copyright © bobotheclown ... [ 2002-07-18 12:11:48]
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Re: Tentacles of Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by humphdj on Thursday, 18th July 2002 @ 05:57:32 PM AEST
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The pain in your words is very vivid.......you write so well.....to translate emotion by the written word is no mean feat.

Rgds
Dave


Re: Tentacles of Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by Joker on Saturday, 20th July 2002 @ 11:16:26 AM AEST
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Very descriptive, excellent writing, I always enjoy reading your work...keep it up.


Re: Tentacles of Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by Chrissie on Thursday, 15th August 2002 @ 06:51:16 AM AEST
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As always your express your pain and emotion extremely well ...keep writing Bobo...you're good at it and it helps.
Chrissie x




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