Array ( [sid] => 181130 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Everyday is a Struggle [time] => 2015-05-14 22:32:56 [hometext] => This isn't one of my published piece of art I'm sharing today... This is just a little something I thought of and jotted down real quick. This could have been longer, better ect but it is what it is... Enjoy! [bodytext] => The world is yet to be over
But I feel the world sitting on my shoulders
As the room begins to get smaller
The four walls begin to close in
And start to grow colder
I never asked to be alive
Everyday is a struggle to survive
Its now yet another day
Doing the same routine as yesterday
I have another drug to juggle
Just another game hustle
Trying to focus one obstacle at a time, But I'm scatterbrained
Pulling and ripping my hair out of my skull
Digging at my flesh
Sitting here just waiting for your lousy call
To go make this dope run while I'm still fresh
But I can't take this life anymore
I been too tough ,Not saying I'm now weak
But I'm about ready to burst into tears
As I scream and try to think
I'm sitting on the cold bathroom floor with a handful of pills
Just too damn stressed out
The rent is about due and I can't pay the bills
What am I doing here?
Why am I even trying?
Nobody will remember me
Nobody will be crying
Let me take my final breath
You can bury me tonight!
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Everyday is a Struggle
Date: Thursday, 14th May 2015 @ 10:32:56 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: CandyAnn
The world is yet to be over
But I feel the world sitting on my shoulders
As the room begins to get smaller
The four walls begin to close in
And start to grow colder
I never asked to be alive
Everyday is a struggle to survive
Its now yet another day
Doing the same routine as yesterday
I have another drug to juggle
Just another game hustle
Trying to focus one obstacle at a time, But I'm scatterbrained
Pulling and ripping my hair out of my skull
Digging at my flesh
Sitting here just waiting for your lousy call
To go make this dope run while I'm still fresh
But I can't take this life anymore
I been too tough ,Not saying I'm now weak
But I'm about ready to burst into tears
As I scream and try to think
I'm sitting on the cold bathroom floor with a handful of pills
Just too damn stressed out
The rent is about due and I can't pay the bills
What am I doing here?
Why am I even trying?
Nobody will remember me
Nobody will be crying
Let me take my final breath
You can bury me tonight!


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