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peaceful_dreamer Member
since 2003-04-25
Posts 159SoMeWhErE oVeR tHe RaInBoW |
Do you ever feel like there's a bag over your head, and you can't breathe? Like you're stuck in a hole with no way out? Do you ever feel like you want to give up, and get out? Like you want to stop cuz you can't see where you're going? Do you ever feel alone, unwanted, and used? Torn, angry, abused? Can you see that everyday to me is the same? That nothing makes sense, there's nothing left to cease? I'm suffocated - unable to breathe. When will the time come when I can say screw it all, with out spilling innocent tears? When will I no longer be afraid of my damn fears? What the hell am I afraid of? Life? Death? I keep running keep running cuz maybe I feel like **** . Maybe there's nothing left, and this is it. The tears are falling - following me. Like everything else I see. My eyes are closing and what if they never open? What if they never open? What if? What if I'm afraid? It is unrealized how much I care - just because I have an empty stare. Will you ever care for me the way I care for you? Each tear contains a memory, and they're trickling down so fast. Running away, feeling misunderstood. Is it just a coincidence that these tears are me? That I feel the same damn way and I'm afraid? The tear splatters on the table and breaks in two. I wipe myself away to another world where imaginary tears are the waterfalls that create rainbows. "I'm just me, trapped in a body." -peaceful_dreamer |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
I'm not exactly sure how you feel about Jesus, but give him a chat sometime. The only reason I say that is yeah right now everything except him is scattered and looks hopless. Its like being the only tree standing in the middle of a battlefield with all kinds of stuff on fire all around you and bombs going off everywhere. But after the battle you're still a tree. You can call it corny if you want, but it works. Nice poem. You expressed yourself like someone who is having a hard time to the point that stanza and ryhme didn't even matter. Like you just wanted to be heard. -GIS He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Jenn? beautiful vent, it is good to do that and Craig> beautiful advice. My email is above if you need to talk and there is a section here called Feelings, too. Everyone here understands. Glad you posted this. |
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