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Still here
Contributed by
lifefadingaway
on
Tuesday, 23rd June 2009 @ 10:25:27 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Psychotic, insane
Feels like I'm losing my brain
Every thought flies back to what I had
It's about life and dead
Those things we dread
****** up again, I don't remember when
This used to be simple, used to be easy
Thought this world was out to please me
Now I know I was wrong, got lost in songs
Dreaming, sleeping, never eating
It's another circle, I keep repeating
Psychotic, insane
What's left of my brain
It became harder to go on
I knew I was wrong
But every time again, I tried to be strong
To the point of breaking down, tried to leave this town
And the junks and the liars
Who shared the same desires
Through the alcohol and weed, thought that was all I need
Again I left behind, again I lost my mind
No school, no job, excelled at ******* up
Cleaning this mess, put life to the test
Slowly lost my friends, thought 'this is the end'
But I got back up again
I made my stand
Stronger than before, walked through the open door
Through the the ups and downs, the turn arounds
I'm still here, in the same old town
Still losing my mind
But I know I'll be alright
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Re: Still here
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by Lele on
Tuesday, 23rd June 2009 @ 10:52:06 AM AEST
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Keep walking,
No Johnny Walker,
Orange juice
In a clean glass
I drink to fullfill
My tired body
by work's stress.
In spite of a harmful stuff, I believe that you got the poem's goals, putting a wright tone to an anxious feeling - around by addictions and desperation.
Good poem
Bye, Bye
Leandro Monteiro |
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