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Why...?

Contributed by littlelaura15 on Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 11:56:05 AM in AEST
Topic: didactic



Why do I feel like my whole life is a mistake?
Non- existent, totally pointless, for nobody's sake.
Visualizing a future seems distant to me,
In fact I dont think I can record it as a memory.

Why do I feel like Im just 'there'?
Blending in the background.... nobody seems to care,
No purpose, no reason, just 'there',
As feint as a ghost, nobody seems to care....

Why does sleep seem like the best thing for me?
Like an apothecary's recommmended remedy?
Slip away into my own dreamland forever more,
After all what am I really here for?

Why does Dad not want to know?
Is it the drugs, the drink that brought him down so low?
Perhaps it's just me, always seems to be,
Insignificant, unrecognised, unwanted me.

Why did Mum take her life away?
Is it because of all the 'wrong' things I say?
I want her back so much for now and forever,
Missing her is proving too hard to endeavour.

Maybe fate is calling upon my death,
Don't worry, not for long, you won't be hearing my breath,
Everything is my fault , why do I mess things up so much?
At least if I die I'll be reunited with my Mum's gentle touch......




Copyright © littlelaura15 ... [ 2004-11-10 11:56:05]
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Re: Why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by clotti on Saturday, 27th November 2004 @ 04:08:29 PM AEST
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such a sad and moving wrtie, you obiously are troubled but you are stong and you have changed this world in some way i hope that everything will get better with time, it usually does, just remember to keep writing clotti


Re: Why...? (User Rating: 1 )
by blacksabbath026 on Thursday, 30th December 2004 @ 11:18:42 PM AEST
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probobly the most emotional poem ive read so far




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