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[aid] => mick
[title] => For whom I am!
[time] => 2004-01-27 02:12:01
[hometext] => A friend told me to post this one, said it was deep or something like that. I consider it the truth about me. Hope you all like it.
[bodytext] => Ask me what I'm worth I'll tell you my desolation. My appearance of sorrow That bleeds through my every move. It courses in my veins to show My inner darkness as opposed to light. Light in the soul dark in the body For whom am I? Ask me what I am I'll tell you the epitome of low. Shrouding to the ground with Head in hands is my position Of perfect posturic arch. No one finds one that is low And if they did why would They even care to see an individual For whom am I? Ask me what I know I'll tell you a great many things. For with destitution comes time To enhance the mind and enlighten the soul. Show great wonders of the brain To anyone that cares to listen To a dark knowledge For whom am I? Ask me what angers me I'll tell you my fears. Fears of being this like is I Until the day my body Breathes it's last air and Is transported to the place That has been prepared, light Into this dark emotion For whom am I? Ask me what I'll do I'll tell you to go on with your life. Care not for what rambles from The mouth of a gray individual, But live a life of happiness And learn from what you Have seen of the inhumane sorrows For that is whom I am! So what do I do now? I asked my self. I can see no future, except that which resides on misery's shelf. I have nothing to live for, nor do I care. My spirit has left me, and still the responsibility I must bare. I have no God to guide me, no lamp to light my way. I crawl down this dark tunnel, my soul beginning to decay. I thought I saw the light ahead, but no I did not see. I soon found out, it was only my emotional instability. That is who I am, who I will be, You can try, but can never change me, For I am me, For I am what you see, Learn who you are, and Like I you will be free! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Disenchanted_Poet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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