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It's Going To Kill Me

Contributed by frozensuicide on Monday, 18th November 2002 @ 01:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Its going to kill me.
Like the wind in a breeze falling upon the sea.
My life is tearing me apart inside.
I hate it so much, that I find that I cried.
My life is tearing into a thousand pieces.
And the pain each day increases.
The day drifts so slow I sigh,
And each minute, I wish to die.

Im all alone, in a cold world and reality
People surround me, my mortality.
But they do not know,
How much I hate my life so.
I pretend that everything shall be okay,
And I never fall to my knees and pray.
My life is like a jigsaw puzzle,
But a piece went missing that was never dull.

The piece fell away, and left my side,
On the first day I ever lied.
I wait each day till the sunlight falls,
The hours that slowly run by within concrete walls,
Menacing with hate,
This is who I am, this is my being of state..
Its going to kill me,
That people cant easily see.

That all around you,
Youll see an act of breakthrough.
Someone deep inside trying to break free,
And allow you to open your eyes and see.
The truth is before you,
On who I really am before what I do.
People stare at me and think happy,
I stare at me and think crappy.

They know only see what I show them,
Maybe I am just a rare gift of life and gem.
I only show my mask,
And they never come up to ask.
Who are you really? What are you like?
What's wrong with you? You seem so psych!
People dont understand.
They never did, they never will, it wont expand.

Until I let them understand,
Maybe it was the day I always planned
Everyone acts as if they are depressed and mad.
But today, I shall be the only one not sad
People dont know the real me inside,
So therefore I dont need to run and hide.

I can wait. I can think and wonder,
I can even wish or ponder.
That someday, someone,
Under the sun,
Someone will know,
And it will show.
Theyre love will become vast

And they wont care about the future, present or past.
Cause today, Ill be the only one not sad,
Because today, Ill be the only one who is glad.
Because its going to kill me.
Someday, when I lose hope,
Where I will never be able to cope,
Ill see the light,

And it will be out of sight.




Copyright © frozensuicide ... [ 2002-11-18 13:00:00]
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Re: It's Going To Kill Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Broken_Skin on Thursday, 28th November 2002 @ 09:10:12 AM AEST
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i really hate it when people read your poems but dont post a comment, so here you go, im going to hopefully give you alittle inspiration now, when often tell me im always in a world of my own, u know how i reply, i say id rather ibe in my world then your because i hate it there, think about it.....

G*R

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