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The Corner
written by ieatsmellysocks12:42 AM 12/2/04The skys a gloomy grey
Im so damn tired today
Ive got nothing to do
It takes too much effort to hate you
Its such an empty feeling
The flowers are dead and my cuts are slowly healing
All I want to do is die
It hurts to think it hurts to cry
Ive been laying in bed tossing and turning
My head is aching and my stomach is churning
I haven’t eaten I cannot sleep
Minute by minute im getting even more weak
Im staring at the ceiling
I cant get rid of the empty feeling
My eyes are sore im feeling dead
I cant get these thoughts of rape out of my head
Later on in the day
When the sky was still a gloomy grey
I was sitting in the corner hugging my knees
Crying quietly mumbling help me please
And that’s when I realized that whether I whisper or shout
No matter how much I cry,cut myself or pout
No matter how loud I am they’ll never hear
Something wet splashed onto my hand, it was a tear
Im too hungry to move too tired to eat and too fucked up to sleep
Haunted by all of the secrets I keep
Forever I’ll sit in that little corner until I die
Or atleast until you kick the shit out of me because you don’t want me to cry |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (anonymous) (12-2-2004 - 12:51 AM)
| omg that was awesome!!! you should be a poet. that was so touching!!! |
by trulybroken57 (12-2-2004 - 01:05 AM)
| that really came from the heart. i have days like that 2 |
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