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[sid] => 9211
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => A Death In The Mourning
[time] => 2002-12-25 16:20:00
[hometext] => "I was confused and frustrated when I wrote this."
[bodytext] => I reached out with a desperate heart
But there is no comfort for me There is no hope to find How alone I am How empty all of life is This world has not been gentle with me I suffer all the time And at times I dont even know why I suffer In the shadows of life I cry out How pointless everyday has become Day and night are all the same I will eat and I shall sleep and I shall live But for reasons unknown to me I see no purpose- I feel only despair My eyes are always filled with tears My heart is always broken Even in times when I have reasons to be happy I'm filled with the inner death of apathy Many times I've wished for death In death I would feel no pain Some say I should wish for life In life I might know joy But I feel only pain And I have never known joy For I can neither live or die I can only be between the two Such a truth breaks my heart a thousand times And such agony makes me fear every coming day For each one brings more sorrow than the last O how no one knows the sadness I hold within me I will weep and no one will see I will scream and no one will hear I will die and no one will care What has suffering done to me I know not what all this is for Why has happiness shut me away Why am I left alone in the dark It has been so long since I've felt hope I cannot even dream of joy It has all made me weak I can't even be angry anymore All that I can do is cry And hold my heart as it bleeds What is there left to do I want nothing Why is it that I still live What more misery is there to feel What new sorrows are there to know I grow tired of all this grief How sad it is to weep all the time Why must it be this way It's like I suffer every day There is nothing left for me to do Nothing left for me to say [comments] => 6 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 32 [informant] => philly [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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