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How does it feel
to have no words come to mind,
to be a blank empty notbook
with black pages inside,
and an achshanal blood splater,
like a painting in dazighn?
How does it feel
to not do anything but cry,
and slowly die
in the soul and in the mind?
How does it feel
to have no one understand
to be cursed at in demand?
To be perfect, happy, whole
everything you could never hold
and ceep in a jar with beauty and stars
How does it feel
to have no true friends
to have no one truely there for you in the end?
and a boyfriend who doesn't believe
in are love or what we could be,
but most of all he doesn't belive
in me
I sapose this is all my fault
for just being me
so hopless, so uselss, so stupid as can be
How does it feel
to know that all ur problums iin strife
could just be ended so quickly
with a knife,
and want that more than anything
in your whole life?
How dose it feel to be me
now do you see?
- Title: how does it feel?
- Artist: tutuChan
- Description: this is a poem that i rote at a dark poin in my life. most people call me a poser wich makes me want to weep down to my nees and die. i wish i didnt care so much of what others think but i cant help it. hate if you want its ur choice. its called freedom of speach and if i didnt want to take it then i shouldnt have posted this
- Date: 06/27/2010
- Tags: does feel
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Comments (2 Comments)
- tutuChan - 06/27/2010
- that want tobad of a coment lolz. and yes i am aware of my spelling, lets just say i have an unfortunate family and leave it at that
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- Cryogenetik - 06/27/2010
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Well, there are quite a few spelling/grammar mistakes, dear, especially "achshanal", which has completely baffled me and a few friends ._.
But it's a good start (:
Glad you can do something that (hopefully) helps you release negative emotions and whatnot... ^^" - Report As Spam
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