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Array ( [sid] => 93649 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What is the Point? [time] => 2005-05-07 23:26:00 [hometext] => These are my thoughts....written down... [bodytext] => What is the point of living? On the outside i appear happie and strong, while on the inside i continue dying...
The world gets so confusing, and all i can do it take the burn....And i'll always remember because it left a crimson red scar on my soul...
only one that i can see..
What would they think if they saw or thought what I did?
I think confusing and fearful would be the title of the world then...
How freitening is it to not know what life really means?
It is mind breaking to not understand...
My heart became numb and frozen throughout all of these years...
The only part of me that feels is my mind....which isnt much feeling at all..
It is really only lies.....
If no one tells the truth, and everyone lies....who do u turn to to trust?
Can you even trust yourself?
Becasue being human makes you a born liar as well...
SO really nothing is a lie or truth...
It is just words that excist...
Simply and just words...
Good and evil alike...
Whats the difference if everyone is and does both...
So then every one is neutral..and normal...
But then what is normal... an idea of conformed people all having the same thought..
No one person is just like another..
ANd what about love?
Is it actualy real, or just a word as well..
The thing i have learned is it is the greatest and worst feeling in the world at the same time...
You areso happie you found it...yet so afraid it might go away..
You screwed if u do, and screwed if u dont...being alone..or being afraid...which is beter?
What person likes to be in the kind of predicament?
Obviously a lot of people at this point.... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 21 [informant] => drowninginkarma [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
What is the Point?

Contributed by drowninginkarma on Saturday, 7th May 2005 @ 11:26:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



What is the point of living? On the outside i appear happie and strong, while on the inside i continue dying...
The world gets so confusing, and all i can do it take the burn....And i'll always remember because it left a crimson red scar on my soul...
only one that i can see..
What would they think if they saw or thought what I did?
I think confusing and fearful would be the title of the world then...
How freitening is it to not know what life really means?
It is mind breaking to not understand...
My heart became numb and frozen throughout all of these years...
The only part of me that feels is my mind....which isnt much feeling at all..
It is really only lies.....
If no one tells the truth, and everyone lies....who do u turn to to trust?
Can you even trust yourself?
Becasue being human makes you a born liar as well...
SO really nothing is a lie or truth...
It is just words that excist...
Simply and just words...
Good and evil alike...
Whats the difference if everyone is and does both...
So then every one is neutral..and normal...
But then what is normal... an idea of conformed people all having the same thought..
No one person is just like another..
ANd what about love?
Is it actualy real, or just a word as well..
The thing i have learned is it is the greatest and worst feeling in the world at the same time...
You areso happie you found it...yet so afraid it might go away..
You screwed if u do, and screwed if u dont...being alone..or being afraid...which is beter?
What person likes to be in the kind of predicament?
Obviously a lot of people at this point....




Copyright © drowninginkarma ... [ 2005-05-07 23:26:00]
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Re: What is the Point? (User Rating: 1 )
by pUnKa_RaCh on Saturday, 7th May 2005 @ 11:36:33 PM AEST
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this poetry is heart-wrenching and i hear ya, i mean wat is the point, life is scary ay


Re: What is the Point? (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningGlory on Sunday, 8th May 2005 @ 01:22:42 PM AEST
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Wow!!! I felt like I was getting a lecture, it made me see things differently and think more about who I am. Thank You!!!




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