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Depression (when I fall)
Contributed by
LadyRose
on
Wednesday, 5th May 2010 @ 11:59:06 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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I cant handle it,
the fall I take.
I cant digest the fear,
the fear of failure.
I have become my own worst enemy,
the person in the mirror is me.
I have no defences against it.
It has its way with me.
I must give up, it says.
I must stop fighting.
It brings me to the point of
longing the satisfaction of dying.
It eats at the core of my centre piece.
My mind starts running a million places with me.
It makes me hate love.
It makes me need pain.
It makes me feel I deserve to be unhappy.
It makes me want to stop breathing.
It makes me forget who I am.
And who I am is strong enough to kill it.
Only thing is I cant find me
........when I fall so deep.
Copyright ©
LadyRose
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2010-05-05 11:59:06]
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Re: Depression (when I fall)
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by ladyfawn on
Wednesday, 5th May 2010 @ 12:40:12 PM AEST
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i'm sorry you feel so, but each day lived is truly worth it, looking back one day you will see; it happened to me, ~beautifully expressed feelings, keep writing,
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: Depression (when I fall)
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by BLUESOUL1313 on
Wednesday, 12th May 2010 @ 02:26:39 AM AEST
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the majority of my 20s is like this poem.
BEST POEM READ THIS MORNING!!! |
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Re: Depression (when I fall)
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by joe-joe on
Monday, 14th June 2010 @ 09:56:55 AM AEST
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| revealing write...but at one time or another we all must deal with the man or the woman in the mirror, because after all is said and done all that really counts is what do we really think about ourselves... |
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