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Cold
Contributed by
PsychoticDreamz
on
Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 02:34:40 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I want to get out
I want to go home
I used to be warm
now just lonely and cold
Just want my wooden room
one solid door, red satin lining
6feet under the living surface
in my happy home, finally
Solemly waiting
for my day to leave
Im sorry to those
who will for me grieve
Thoughts I can no longer control
flood my mind; morning until dusk
Thoughts I had believed were no more
now seem to be a must
They're weighing me down
pulling me along this path
I was meant for all I've done
Everything I am is all I have
I used to be nothing
Nothing now seems more than me
I feel like I'm battling everything
Always losing, I'm a shame to see
I hate so many things at times
family..friends..my life
A feeling that ceases to be
with yet a little carress of a knife
But that was then, and this is now
No metal in my world
Still this feeling lives
within this little broken girl
The warm rivers flow steadily
down my cheeks instead
so I guess thats a little better
than me just being dead
I think otherwise sometimes
When times become harder to stand
When I have to force myself to solitary
and keep sharp objects from my hands
Just sitting in my little corner
Dark and all my own
Away from those I cannot stand
that make me feel more alone
I wait it out until it stops
and my breath still comes and goes
with no new wounds, no more tears
With my veins that still flow
My time will come for me to end
Victorious on it's own
When I can be warm again
and finally
go home..
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PsychoticDreamz
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2004-02-22 02:34:40]
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Re: Cold
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by Lionel on
Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 02:47:58 AM AEST
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Yeah, I used to dread growing old, til I considered the alternative. The preacher said; "everybody stand up that wants to go to heaven." Then, asks the one man still seated: don't you want to go to heaven?" The fella answers, "I thought you meant now."
God Bless.
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Re: Cold
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by loveisendless on
Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 03:23:02 AM AEST
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BEAUTIFUL FORMAT,WITH A GREAT WAY OF SPEAKING ON ITS OWN! IF YOU CAN WRITE THIS GOOD ABOUT BEING SAD & DEATH,THINK WHAT YOU CAN DO WITH LOVE & LIFE!! I'D SURE LOVE TO SEE AS WELL AS READ!!! DON'T LET THAT SWEET HEART & ITS BEATS SKIP UNTIL IT'S IN
DEFEAT-SHOW LIFE HOW MUCH ASS YOU CAN REALLY KICK!!!!
DAN!!!!! |
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Re: Cold
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 03:54:56 AM AEST
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