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Array ( [sid] => 7414 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => my oxygen [time] => 2002-11-25 09:00:00 [hometext] => i wrote this last night....every bit of it is what i was feeling/ thinking/doing,it's very honest...it's about how i keep on breathing, but don't want to... [bodytext] => Lying in my cold bed with the blinds down
I can't see how it will ever be all right
Desperate, longing for one last chance
But i don't see how i'll make it through the night
I can't live in this

I want to much for it all to stop
I want these tears to stop abusing my face
I want it all to slow down so i can climb back on
But i can't, i rely on the chase
i can't live in this

I'm crying now and the tears won't stop
There's cuts on my legs and tears in my hair
IT'S ALL SUCH A ******* WASTE OF TIME
I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE, ANYWHERE
I CAN'T LIVE IN THIS

I'm just so tired now, so tired
tired of life and tired of the pain
i've got no energy left to do this
and i know i'll never make it back again
i can't live in this

counting down the minutes until midnight
maybe i'll make it to one last day
maybe this time it'll be a little different
tomorrow might just be ok

bang.
midnight.
but i don't feel any different

i can't live in this. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 36 [informant] => wyrd_faerie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

my oxygen

Contributed by wyrd_faerie on Monday, 25th November 2002 @ 09:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

Lying in my cold bed with the blinds down
I can't see how it will ever be all right
Desperate, longing for one last chance
But i don't see how i'll make it through the night
I can't live in this

I want to much for it all to stop
I want these tears to stop abusing my face
I want it all to slow down so i can climb back on
But i can't, i rely on the chase
i can't live in this

I'm crying now and the tears won't stop
There's cuts on my legs and tears in my hair
IT'S ALL SUCH A ******* WASTE OF TIME
I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE, ANYWHERE
I CAN'T LIVE IN THIS

I'm just so tired now, so tired
tired of life and tired of the pain
i've got no energy left to do this
and i know i'll never make it back again
i can't live in this

counting down the minutes until midnight
maybe i'll make it to one last day
maybe this time it'll be a little different
tomorrow might just be ok

bang.
midnight.
but i don't feel any different

i can't live in this.

Copyright Â© wyrd_faerie ... [ 2002-11-25 09:00:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: my oxygen (User Rating: 1 )
by Blue on Monday, 25th November 2002 @ 09:11:45 AM AEST
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i used to go through this all the time...most of my poetry is about the same thing....if you want to read the thoughts of someone who is in much the same predicament, please check my poems out. feel free to talk to me, i am always here to listen....

Re: my oxygen (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Monday, 25th November 2002 @ 02:49:52 AM AEST
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This is so sad, i've felt this
way many times before, it's not
a fun place to be. Thanks for sharing
this one i enjoyed it
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.

Re: my oxygen (User Rating: 1 )
by darkeyedman on Monday, 25th November 2002 @ 06:22:19 PM AEST
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such a really good ending. i liked this alot, found myself smiling at the clever lines. thanks for this, jim

Re: my oxygen (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Tuesday, 7th January 2003 @ 01:00:54 PM AEST
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'I want these tears to stop abusing my face' Thats such an emotional line... wow it is hard to know what to say to this. I love this a lot. I wish I could be there to try and help u through your hard times... but this is the best I can do. Hopefully u can find some healing in the words u write...

Hang in there,
Joel

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