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Array ( [sid] => 41703 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Someone Pls Do Help Me [time] => 2004-04-04 04:47:43 [hometext] => Won't someone help me? [bodytext] => Someone help me,
Its so cold in here,
I don't feel humane,
But a working-machine

There's no solution,
For there's no hopes,
At this world, at everyone,
Even for myself.

I find myself an outsider
From reality, from people,
From all sorts of bonds,
Friendship- i'm an outcast
Family- i'm losing out
Love- i'm all alone,
So where do I stand?

Why do I evolve?
Why can't I be like everyone?
Why can't I laugh and joke?
Am I too fast or too slow?
Are my steps too rapid?
Or are they too dull?

Help, I want to lash out.
Where are you, help?
What process have I undergone?
To become what I am today.

The words my friends say,
I don't relish the comfort in there,
The smiles they give,
I find it so superficial and shallow.

The conversations are one huge disaster,
I can only pretend to think and act interested,
But i know so well that things are really not so,
For you see, I'm really not like them.

I can camouflage like a lizard,
But i can't change the temperature,
I can change the appearance
But I can't change the real me.

Help, where are you?
I cry for you.
Where are you, help? [comments] => 4 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 32 [informant] => cherangele [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )

Someone Pls Do Help Me

Contributed by cherangele on Sunday, 4th April 2004 @ 04:47:43 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

Someone help me,
Its so cold in here,
I don't feel humane,
But a working-machine

There's no solution,
For there's no hopes,
At this world, at everyone,
Even for myself.

I find myself an outsider
From reality, from people,
From all sorts of bonds,
Friendship- i'm an outcast
Family- i'm losing out
Love- i'm all alone,
So where do I stand?

Why do I evolve?
Why can't I be like everyone?
Why can't I laugh and joke?
Am I too fast or too slow?
Are my steps too rapid?
Or are they too dull?

Help, I want to lash out.
Where are you, help?
What process have I undergone?
To become what I am today.

The words my friends say,
I don't relish the comfort in there,
The smiles they give,
I find it so superficial and shallow.

The conversations are one huge disaster,
I can only pretend to think and act interested,
But i know so well that things are really not so,
For you see, I'm really not like them.

I can camouflage like a lizard,
But i can't change the temperature,
I can change the appearance
But I can't change the real me.

Help, where are you?
I cry for you.
Where are you, help?

Copyright © cherangele ... [ 2004-04-04 04:47:43]
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Re: Someone Pls Do Help Me (User Rating: 1 )
by alecfernadez on Sunday, 4th April 2004 @ 06:35:29 AM AEST
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This is a good poem, We all have questions that can never be answered, because we already have the answers. Questions are created to clarify an answer. All reality is, is whats in your head, theres no such thing as a unifying reality. Anyway great poem, and I enjoyed it alot because you have a skilled hand when it comes to writing a poem at this length without losing the intergrety of the poem, and keeping the emotions and feelings fluid throughout.
Mzzl

(the text or chat abbreviation of 'please' may have put some people off reading it, however its your poem, and you can do what you want with it because its yours.)

((sorry for the giant comment, I'm in a metaphysical/philosophical mood))

Re: Someone Pls Do Help Me (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 4th April 2004 @ 07:11:11 AM AEST
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Eeeeeeeiiicccccccckkkkk
but u feel betta now.
Let it rip!
Great venting!
luv, huggs, smiles,
emy

Re: Someone Pls Do Help Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Sunday, 4th April 2004 @ 12:02:51 PM AEST
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So many times I have cried alone, wishing that someone could hear me and come rescue me from myself. So many questions, longings and pain in this poem. It is superb because it touched me deeply and that makes for the best poetry. If you ever need someone to talk to, let me know, okay? Kie

Re: Someone Pls Do Help Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Baronhawk on Sunday, 4th April 2004 @ 02:06:08 PM AEST
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Dear friend we share a similar malady..or used to anyway. I too was a robot an automaton..wishing for feelings to flood me. But alas I got what I wished for...but the effects for me at least is too hurtful..at a glance. So maybe there is a blessing fo rbeing like you are...I am now trying to sever emotional ties and return to that pristine bliss of ignomity. Hurt if you may...is a feeling too.

But that's my drift of course...yours might be different. So just seek and ye shall find..open up and ye shall feel.. love and ye shall be loved and perhaps hurt...all the tremors of emotions are within you just have to reach in and pull out...or so I believe.

Anyway touching write!
Full of the unfeeling temper..and a hurting numbness.
Nive wrok!

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