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3/24/2008
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Another nameless poem
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When all is hopeless I drink When things fall apart I toke When I feel empty I cut I need an escape, anything at all. I want people to see how real this feels. Please understand this is not for attention I want you to see that this is my reality. When darkness falls I sleep When the sun rises I hide under the covers. Do not want to face the day, things rarely turn out my way. I need something to ease the pain I need something to stop the rain Obsession, fear, and Depression rule the day I seek a feeling , I seek a new self I feel uncomfortable as me I just seek to be happy and free The bottle, pipe, or razor are what gives me release I feel that my ways of coping have gone away I feel that I am left to be with just me and my thoughts When all is lost I am left wondering how much longer will This last. I am left to ask the question , when will I feel OK. |
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