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[aid] => mick
[title] => Why oh the why
[time] => 2004-07-01 15:56:48
[hometext] => i aplogise for any offense caused by this poem. it is just my feelings.
[bodytext] => So much I wish to say, Yet so little I manage to get further than my lips. I don’t know what to think. Should I even bother to say my words? After all makes no sense to you. I long for the tenderness of a kiss, With the amount of love I used to have, Just so passionless, oh why do I long for more passion. Why can I not be content with what I’ve got. Its not as if its not enough for most. Yet just not enough for me. Love no longer feels as if it is real, Too long has it been since I felt it from anyone. Yet so much love I still have to give, yet who can take that much. I feel like I’ve already come to my end at an early age. If there was a god why am I put through pain, So much hurt and heartache, oh why. Always taking loved ones Feeling so alone, myself for true company. Warped illusions of the oh so perfect hell hole that is life. Dragged from one problem to the next, you’re meant to be my god! Why do you constantly do this pain causing to me, you ****! There’s only so much one person can take before breaking. Well I guess finally I have reached it, happy now? Shocked at how long it took you to get me here. I always push my loved ones away. It’s the safest thing I can do for them if they love me. They need to understand I’m not completely together myself. I deal with each day as it comes, it’s the only way I can. I’m not strong; I can’t take that much anymore. I’m an emotional wreckage of feeling. No one truly understands my mind. I need to break this circle before it breaks me. I need to free my self from this trap that’s called life. Yet there is no easy way to get this through I do not want to be dead though. Is this surprising? I’m just a warped illusion, Something to come from a dream An image from a vivid dream you remember. You do you remember me? What’s the point? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 48 [informant] => little_genna [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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