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» Poem: Wallowing in Self Pity
Wallowing in Self Pity
written by chaoticthoughts
09:22 AM 11/7/04
My head is spinning round & round,
These thoughts I can't control,
Thoughts I can't calm down.
I hardly eat,
Never sleep.
Why won't they leave?
Why won't they let me live in peace?
Somethimes I cry,
Thinking back to that night.
Wondering to myself,
Why didn't I die?
These thoughts are of you,
These thoughts are of me,
Thoughts of everyone & everything!
I'm so confused,
Feel emotionally abused,
Physically tired,
And mentally drained.
When is the end of this life paralyzing game?!
I've had enough,
I'm fed up,
Sick of making my own life so tough!
I haveta stop,
Gotta stop,
Don't know what I'll do,
If I don't stop.
I'll probably kill myself,
But succeed this time.
The time I won't comeback,
The real thing, when I die.
Its scary to think,
But that might be just it.


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