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3/27/2009
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Back again - same shit though
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It has been quite awhile since I last wrote and hard to catch people up but been homeless , luckily I have not spent many nights outside but have being going around from hostel and hotel to hostel and hotel - feel very sad and like my life is going nowhere . Trying to stay clean but not easy and my life is truly on the line. I do not know what to do , do not know how to recreate myself and my life ... No clothes, no apartment , NOTHING and thus I feel worthless and like nothing. How did this happen , who am I ? I feel pure pain and failure ... seems nobody understands ; the dark cloud over me gets darker and darker ...
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3/12/2010
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Poem
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Tanisha
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Being lonely in a crowded room. Feeling sad and not knowing why, not being able to sleep, waking up in the morning not being able to move, giving up your life out of no choice, crying for no reason, making a demon appear in your head. Listen to its horrid world making your life spin in circles not knowing what path to take. The dead end of a road. The coffee black peice in your soul, not resting till the end of time, never leting it forget you, eating your soul, mind and heart. Try to run as you will, you life will be taken. Draging you one foot at a time into hell. The suicide you wish you could have just to end the pain. Pity when you hate others sympathy. Self hatred, sadness, anger, darkness, deadly, lonely, sorrowing, regreting, perpetual, and killing. Giving up your dreams to be stuck in the enternal force of demonic gravity. It is a world. It is my life. http://forbiddenregrets.blogspot.com |
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