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Everything that matters is falling out of place.
My faith in love bruised again and again,
When will this be over? When will my life end?
Living is so boring, nothing can feel good.
Painful repetitions make me do the things I should.
I don’t want to keep waiting, trying so hard to find,
The moment I'll gain happiness or just some peace of mind.
Give me someone, anyone who cares
It won’t bug me if they’re ugly just as long as they are there.
I make them laugh, see them crack a smile?
Their momentary happiness is no longer worthwhile.
Another page of crappy rhymes and my depressing thoughts
Unread by anyone who thinks it’s not a valuable cost.
“So sorry, Miss Nothing, you’re not worth our time”
I hear it coming from their eyes, their thoughts in my mind.
I’m not wanted, but it’s familiar, nothing new.
Not something worth mentioning, just my point of view.
Why do they think I am so blind? They think I can’t see their hate.
Their downcast glances make me grasp my own fate.
I will die a young, virgin girl in a bed, alone and cold.
No chance to make a name for myself, no time to grow old.
What could I have been? What I could have achieved…
Something so grand and wonderful that it’s too hard to believe.
Now that doesn’t matter, what will be, will be.
They won’t know my secret till I am no longer me.
Everyone will then consume my books, indulge in all my words.
They’ll forget the me they once saw, the voice they never heard.
Too late now…Are they sorry? Sorry that it came too late…
To die a young, green, virgin, that is now my fate. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 13 [informant] => kayald [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

An Impatient Death

Contributed by kayald on Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 10:59:38 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

A kiss on the nose, a slap in the face.
Everything that matters is falling out of place.
My faith in love bruised again and again,
When will this be over? When will my life end?
Living is so boring, nothing can feel good.
Painful repetitions make me do the things I should.
I don’t want to keep waiting, trying so hard to find,
The moment I'll gain happiness or just some peace of mind.
Give me someone, anyone who cares
It won’t bug me if they’re ugly just as long as they are there.
I make them laugh, see them crack a smile?
Their momentary happiness is no longer worthwhile.
Another page of crappy rhymes and my depressing thoughts
Unread by anyone who thinks it’s not a valuable cost.
“So sorry, Miss Nothing, you’re not worth our time”
I hear it coming from their eyes, their thoughts in my mind.
I’m not wanted, but it’s familiar, nothing new.
Not something worth mentioning, just my point of view.
Why do they think I am so blind? They think I can’t see their hate.
Their downcast glances make me grasp my own fate.
I will die a young, virgin girl in a bed, alone and cold.
No chance to make a name for myself, no time to grow old.
What could I have been? What I could have achieved…
Something so grand and wonderful that it’s too hard to believe.
Now that doesn’t matter, what will be, will be.
They won’t know my secret till I am no longer me.
Everyone will then consume my books, indulge in all my words.
They’ll forget the me they once saw, the voice they never heard.
Too late now…Are they sorry? Sorry that it came too late…
To die a young, green, virgin, that is now my fate.

Copyright © kayald ... [ 2004-03-31 10:59:38]
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Re: An Impatient Death (User Rating: 1 )
by Parrotwing on Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 11:16:25 AM AEST
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Feeling invisible is one of the hardest things to endure. You put it into words very well.

Re: An Impatient Death (User Rating: 1 )
by xoblondiebabix3 on Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 02:26:15 PM AEST
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this is a really REALLY good poem, i understand how ur feeling and the emotions ur going through*~ KeEp it ^!
~*Great Write!*~ .:.: :) .:.:
*XoXoXo*

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