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I Quit

Contributed by Nevilleconnie on Thursday, 22nd April 2010 @ 06:43:36 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



I wish I had amnesia. I wish I could forget.
Everyday I like myself a little less and less.
I wish I werent so, so shy. I wish that I could scream.
I wish I werent so caged in. I wish I could be free.
I wish that I could turn my back, and know that someones there.
I wish that I could know for sure that someone truly cares.
How can I not like myself, when once I felt such hope?
When in life did this take place? And whered I finally choke?
Im not the girl I used to be. Ive heard it many times.
I can not be the girl I was. And trust me, yes Ive tried.
Im stuck in place. I can not move. I want to though so bad.
Just like that Ive gone from glad, to always being sad.
Depression is to tame a word. I feel like I am dead.
I wish that I could rid the thoughts that sit inside my head.
Everyone I ever knew, is everyone who left.
every night I fall asleep, I pray for my own death.
Tossing, turning, in my bed. I do not wish to sleep.
Everything I want in life will taunt me in my dreams.
Living life alone is hard. And trust me, I would know.
I feel it deep inside myself. My heart is growing cold.
Giving up may mean I quit. But now I just dont care.
Id gladly throw the towel in, and not cry one more tear.




Copyright © Nevilleconnie ... [ 2010-04-22 18:43:36]
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Re: I Quit (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 22nd April 2010 @ 07:14:08 PM AEST
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Very sad but well written.
When you're that far down the only way to go is up.
huggs, blessings, prayer,
emy


Re: I Quit (User Rating: 1 )
by lesoleilnoire on Thursday, 22nd April 2010 @ 08:02:56 PM AEST
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What a sad poem! I am so sorry you are feeling so melancholy and alone. Don't give up. Life will get better. I have felt this way lately too. I am also quite shy. Great poem. You capture your strife quite well here.

Heidi




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