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I'm Broken
Contributed by
Jilli_Bean
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Wednesday, 13th August 2003 @ 12:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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everyone has their own something
Their own hair
Their own clothes
For me
It's my eyes
Take one look at them and its as if they just bleed out onto the floor
empty and unhappy...
But they are mine
and no one can take that
Most people's eyes show life...excitment
Sparkle, charm, and all of the above
everyone's eyes tell some kind of story...
Mine tell the story of someone who isnt well
They say you choose if your happy...
but if that's true...
why do you see the tears drop...everynight ...
since I was three
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Jilli_Bean
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2003-08-13 00:35:00]
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Re: I'm Broken
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by stargazer on
Thursday, 21st August 2003 @ 03:38:59 AM AEST
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The other day... when we talked, I learned something about you I never knew. Too me... you had always been emotionally strong Jill, you knew about life and you knew about hard times and for that- we could relate. But I learned a secret... one I had refused to see. I had always told you the right words and the right thing to say... but... you couldn't believe them because you didn't believe there was a problem.
And for that... I was wrong and I am sorry. But don't lose hope Jill. We all bleed the same way that you do... and we all have our own problems to go through. And for you... you need someone to take away the pain but we can't... and I would if I could. But just remember... you are changing, and change hurts but it makes you stronger in the end. And the best thing you can do for yourself is stay positive and seek help... the help that you need. And no matter what... I will always be there. I do not turn my back on a person that never once turned their back on me.
"I'm not suposed to be scared of anything, but I don't know where I am.
I wish that I could move but I'm exhausted and nobody understands (how I feel).
I'm trying hard to breathe now but there's no air in my lungs.
There's no one here to talk to and the pain inside is making me numb." -- 3 doors down, Changes
Jill, you are not alone. :-) I promise.. with everything I own. I'm here... 110%. |
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