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Array ( [sid] => 71823 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My mind is scrambled... [time] => 2004-11-16 17:23:29 [hometext] => I don't know what to think anymore... [bodytext] => Mind is all scrabled,
Scrambled in shambles and shards and pieces,
Pieces try to get out but they've been thrown around,
Around I go trying to look for answers,
Answers come and I don't believe they're real,
Real hard it is to understand,
Understand I'm going through that time,
Time has began to slow,
Slow down, I need time to think,
Think everything's going to fast,
Fast thoughts race past my head,
Head for an early grave if I can't find the truth,
Truth is what thought I had it once,
Once apon many nights before,
Before I realized I was just slowly dieing,
Dieing the slowest way, by not living,
Living in a shadow, doing nothing but sitting,
Sitting there I realized I would never find nothing,
Nothing ever came my way,
Way to far away to try and get back to life,
Life offered me one thing,
Thing is, it holds nothing I want,
Want to live, but afraid to try,
Try to live but afraid to die,
Die the way I was already,
Already knew I'd die unhappy,
Unhappy thoughts and unhappy choices,
Choices don't matter when the outcome's the same,
Same thing will happen, what should I choose,
Choose to live and only be abused,
Abused by lust, by greed, by need,
Need to find out what to pick,
Pick and it won't matter,
Matter of fact, should I care,
Care that my choice is useless,
Useless is my life anyway,
Anyway, how am I supposed to know,
Know what to choose, when I have a scrambled mind... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Unheard_Mute [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

My mind is scrambled...

Contributed by Unheard_Mute on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 05:23:29 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

Mind is all scrabled,
Scrambled in shambles and shards and pieces,
Pieces try to get out but they've been thrown around,
Around I go trying to look for answers,
Answers come and I don't believe they're real,
Real hard it is to understand,
Understand I'm going through that time,
Time has began to slow,
Slow down, I need time to think,
Think everything's going to fast,
Fast thoughts race past my head,
Head for an early grave if I can't find the truth,
Truth is what thought I had it once,
Once apon many nights before,
Before I realized I was just slowly dieing,
Dieing the slowest way, by not living,
Living in a shadow, doing nothing but sitting,
Sitting there I realized I would never find nothing,
Nothing ever came my way,
Way to far away to try and get back to life,
Life offered me one thing,
Thing is, it holds nothing I want,
Want to live, but afraid to try,
Try to live but afraid to die,
Die the way I was already,
Already knew I'd die unhappy,
Unhappy thoughts and unhappy choices,
Choices don't matter when the outcome's the same,
Same thing will happen, what should I choose,
Choose to live and only be abused,
Abused by lust, by greed, by need,
Need to find out what to pick,
Pick and it won't matter,
Matter of fact, should I care,
Care that my choice is useless,
Useless is my life anyway,
Anyway, how am I supposed to know,
Know what to choose, when I have a scrambled mind...

Copyright © Unheard_Mute ... [ 2004-11-16 17:23:29]
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Re: My mind is scrambled... (User Rating: 1 )
by witch_derna on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 06:14:36 PM AEST
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Good write. I liked this.
Blessed Be.
MaDonna

Re: My mind is scrambled... (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 09:59:09 PM AEST
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brilliant write. confusion is something easily worked through. you just think about one thing, one at a time. you place it by priority of importance. you wrote this extremely well, reminds me of the way i write mine, except mine are more fragmented. =]

life is a death sentence. death is nothingness.

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