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Array ( [sid] => 91972 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Real Me 2005-04-23 10:07:57 [hometext] => Just something I was feeling at the time. Please comment. Thankss. [bodytext] =>
Why do I feel so worthless?
Why have my tears stopped flowing?
Why do I keep pretending I’m alright?
My broken heart is bleeding,
I broke it, I cut it,
I’m worthless and alone.

I wish someone could see past the lies,
Past the deceit.
See through to me,
The real me.
Filled with unshed tears and painful regrets.
The worthless me.

Repeated words over and over,
Worthless and scorned.
Somehow I know it would be this way,
That my pain would never fade.
That I’d take it to the end,
To the grave.

Retreating into my shell,
To be left alone,
To bask in my pool of sorrow.
Lock me in my room,
Turn the music on so loud,
So loud my screams are invisible,
Invisible like I wish I could be.
But I’m not,
I’m worthless. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 43 [informant] => broken_hearted_loser [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

The Real Me <3

Contributed by broken_hearted_loser on Saturday, 23rd April 2005 @ 10:07:57 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Why do I feel so worthless?
Why have my tears stopped flowing?
Why do I keep pretending I’m alright?
My broken heart is bleeding,
I broke it, I cut it,
I’m worthless and alone.

I wish someone could see past the lies,
Past the deceit.
See through to me,
The real me.
Filled with unshed tears and painful regrets.
The worthless me.

Repeated words over and over,
Worthless and scorned.
Somehow I know it would be this way,
That my pain would never fade.
That I’d take it to the end,
To the grave.

Retreating into my shell,
To be left alone,
To bask in my pool of sorrow.
Lock me in my room,
Turn the music on so loud,
So loud my screams are invisible,
Invisible like I wish I could be.
But I’m not,
I’m worthless.

Copyright Â© broken_hearted_loser ... [ 2005-04-23 10:07:57]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The Real Me <3 (User Rating: 1 )
by In_a_while on Saturday, 23rd April 2005 @ 11:30:46 AM AEST
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very deep and wracked with strong emotions. Every now and i feel the same way, and i especially dig turning the music on loud. Good poem.

Re: The Real Me <3 (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Saturday, 23rd April 2005 @ 11:59:31 AM AEST
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a worthless person could not have written this poem. deep and emotional. well penned
pix xx

Re: The Real Me <3 (User Rating: 1 )
by heartless_soul on Saturday, 23rd April 2005 @ 02:01:33 PM AEST
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yes, I too feel this way it does hurt, I dont know exactily how you deal with it appart from what it sayes but if that is how you deal with it then all the better yoiuu have found a way to deal. sorry just in one of those mood again. very good write I will read it over when I neeed to feel better. thanks. read you later

Re: The Real Me <3 (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Saturday, 23rd April 2005 @ 02:46:20 PM AEST
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I am afraid I have to disagree with your feelings of worthlessness. No one in this universe is worthless, useless, or alone. We have free will and you and you alone can change this. Past mistakes are just that, in the past. Each day you wake up with a clean slate and the freedom to make it what you chose. What you put into life, you will get back in time. It is a universal karmic rule and never fails. Dove

Re: The Real Me <3 (User Rating: 1 )
by Butterflygirl40 on Tuesday, 26th April 2005 @ 11:44:32 PM AEST
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yes i can relate to this poem .. cause alot of
times i feel like this also .. like today i was so

depressed and all i did was cry.. good writing and good work... keep it up.

butterflygirl40.

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