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Screwed Up
Contributed by
QueenEEliz33
on
Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 12:00:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Screwed up
Alcoholmarijuana...methamphetamines
All balled up in my little brain
Sleeping pills to keep me sane
Always bugging, there is no rest
Screwed over left and right
All too hard to put up a fight
Fail, fail, fail, fail
Love, friendship, intelligence, and daughter
Im crushed, virtually dead
What do I do now?
I want to love, I want to live
I want to have purpose and bring pride
But nothing ever happens
Nothing ever happens
No one believes
No one loves
Maybe mostly God cursed
I wish I was a butterfly
Start over from my cocoon
And feel my wings slowly spread
And the joy and happiness as I start to fly
My wings would be soft
And I was magnificent and beautiful
Outside and deep within
But I am hopeful
I see the tiny shining light
It will happen, just wait.
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QueenEEliz33
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2005-01-22 12:00:27]
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Re: Screwed Up
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by Azul_Panther on
Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 12:34:03 PM AEST
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| wow, the emotion is very strong. I can almost see the pain then the hope as you dream. that's an amazing poem . |
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Re: Screwed Up
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by in2thetwilightzone2 on
Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 01:06:22 PM AEST
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| you show a strong emotion and positive outlook. better than wallowing in your own pain. get rid of the drugs and alchol and your life will heal, these are re-opening the gash cut in your life. there are other outlets, its like self harm. you are doing yourself no good. alchahol ciggerettes and drugs are for cowards. they will ***** up your life. and we do not have much time on our hands here. life is like a flash. do you want to end up, just another file in the mortuary? no, go out there, slay the beasts of your paranoia, get back on your feet, become strong and make a name for yourself. you can do it. its in you |
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Re: Screwed Up
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by secretwind on
Monday, 24th January 2005 @ 12:53:47 AM AEST
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yes
your wings are spreading
well written. |
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