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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Poem of Sorrow
[time] => 2005-03-19 13:42:51
[hometext] => please comment
[bodytext] => The Poem of Sorrow I close my eye's, And I count to ten. I hope everything is better, When I open them. I walk the road, That I once said. "I have a great future, Up ahead." But I was wrong, I've made some mistakes. Some feel like my heart, Is being stabbed by stakes. Oh, please mommy, Please don't stare. I've ruined my life, But now I care. But it's to late, I've commited sins. I still ask myself, Why death always wins. I'm filled with hatred, These lies in my head. I can't find a way, Out of my dread. For I've done bad things, I've done no good in this land. If I go to hell, I will understand. But I'm afraid, To leave this place. It's just to much for me, To embrace. I feel so sad, I start to cry. I am so confused, I don't know why. I guess some things, Weren't ment to be. You of those things, Would be me. I can't pray to god, Because I don't care one bit. I wish I could, And I throw a fit. I kick the walls, Because I'm mad. I'm so sorry, I disappoint you dad. I wish to end my life, So I won't live in fear. To never know, When death is near. I want to die, And not go to hell. But there's no way, I could ever tell. I want my life, To go away. So I could just end, Always being afraid. If there was some way, To know if my pain won't extend. When my life, Comes to an end. I am sorry to everyone, Everyone I've hurt. I made you feel like *****, I made you feel like dirt. I didn't care about your life, All I cared about was me. I wish I could care about everyone, And clear my hate debris. I lay in my bed, I try to sleep. But I can't stop thinking, "When will death creep?" I have no friends, But I want to change. But I can't take back my sins, And fate won't rearrange. --Evan L.-- more of my poetry at http://thepoemsofsorrow.com [comments] => 2 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 13 [informant] => thepos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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