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In the night with nothing to write
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In the night with nothing to write |
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mopey Junior Member
since 2000-11-14
Posts 12 |
I feel like writing But i have nothing to write The urge to hurt myself I have to fight Fight for control and for my sanity So much pain So much vanity I wish to be perfect The American dream But all the frustration is making me screem screem in my mind screem in my heart All this anger tears me apart I cry in the night when no one can see 'cause I'm all I think of All I know is me So just let me screem And let me fight leave me to cry into the night |
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Dark_kisses_Within Senior Member
since 2000-03-21
Posts 680Kansas |
I cant believe this has NO replies! This is an excellent poem that shows so much pain. You have written how I once felt in my past. Sometimes it can be painful just to look into a mirror. But things do get better, believe me, I KNOW!  Great work hon, DkW No person is worth your tears, and the only one that is ...... will never make you cry |
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Dark_kisses_Within Senior Member
since 2000-03-21
Posts 680Kansas |
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh (silly me) Welcome to Dark Passions No person is worth your tears, and the only one that is ...... will never make you cry |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Hey you,...Welcome here! This was an aching read,...but one that displays an open and honest expression from you. So well done. Hang in there and keep writing. *Peace your way. |
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stoned' Junior Member
since 2000-10-23
Posts 14 |
Wow great first post..even i feel like that a lotta times ..but can never write it down..u took the words right outta mouth!It really is sad Hug* |
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Suzanne Arlene Member
since 2000-10-09
Posts 377Ontario, Canada |
I hope this is not how you feel inside because there is alot of hurt there.Great poem Suzanne |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
WELCOME TO PASSIONS! I really felt this one. It hit the spot in my heart. I have felt like that so many lonely nights. Oh well, these are things that happen for the inevitable well being of the individual's power to cope. Much luck....peace your way.  I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. I hate your socks. I'd like to burn them! |
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