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Depression
written by ieatsmellysocks01:55 AM 11/21/04You stand there staring at me
Wondering what has been going on
You stand there laughing at me
Asking me what is wrong
I cannot fight off depression
Your waiting there for my confession
My heart is broken my arm is full of blood
My t-shirt is ripped and my jeans are covered in mud
Some days i feel ok
I might even start to smile
But that feeling only lasts
For a little while
At night i cannot sleep
Im haunted by the secrets i keep
I cannot concentrate
It takes to much effort to hate
I feel hopeless and sometimes numb
I feel worthless i feel dumb
Depression is eating away at my pride
Its killing me,poisoning my insides |
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» Comments / Feedback | by SatanicSavior (11-21-2004 - 03:17 AM)
Awesome!!!
CAn't wait until finished |
by (anonymous) (11-23-2004 - 02:22 PM)
That is so fantastic! I love how you took it and made it real. That was too true! I can't wait until you finish it. You are a great writer! Keep it up! |
by (anonymous) (11-24-2004 - 04:51 AM)
it is good leave it how it is
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by Psycotic_Athlete101 (11-26-2004 - 03:46 AM)
I think that your poem is true and to the heart i also think that is good how you have it right now. You are a great writer |
by Psycotic_Athlete101 (11-26-2004 - 03:47 AM)
I think that your poem is true and to the heart i also think that is good how you have it right now. You are a great writer |
by Psycotic_Athlete101 (11-26-2004 - 03:47 AM)
I think that your poem is true and to the heart i also think that is good how you have it right now. You are a great writer |
by Psycotic_Athlete101 (11-26-2004 - 03:47 AM)
I think that your poem is true and to the heart i also think that is good how you have it right now. You are a great writer |
by (anonymous) (11-26-2004 - 03:21 PM)
so tru, so tru. i like it leave it how it is |
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