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Sure, you can keep me waiting for you. I'll wait all day, I have nothing else to do There's nowhere else that I'd rather stay. Yes, I'll be waiting here all day.
Sitting alone. in my dark creepy room. and that abhorrent feeling is eating my soul. It really hurts when you feel you are alone. still waiting. for some one to come and knock your door.
People dont die. You may feal a little messed up inside. Like you need to curl up in a ball. And forever hide. But trust me now. Things are not better. On the other side. Do this to yourself.
Thank you to everyone for making yesterday's 'Sorrow Free/Happy Monday' such a success. It made me smile to see so many uplifting poems make it into the top feed.
It glints. The knife. It splints. The flesh. The feel brings scars anew. It sings. It bites. Turn out. The lights. A haunting fear, but who. Alone. In fear. Nobody. Is here.
You always say I'm fat. I already knew that. Oh, I'm ugly too. Yes I know that's true.
Some of my friends are half oriental Either that or they're half mental.
I know you're petrified. But you need to cast your doubts aside. Lipstick smiles on a paper cup. A spoonful of sugar you thought would cheer you up. Just a little love, you deny you crave.
Clunk .... Clunk .... Clunk .... Walk .... Chunk .... Scar the metal dungeon floor .... Clunk .... Clunk .... Clunk .... Stumble .... Duck ....
Only a few minutes left Until the witching hour Work is done, kids asleep, I'm fresh out of the shower Sitting down to write my 'HAPPY' piece for you all to share Aware the clock is ticking-I can't...
Why does no one understand. I don't always get what I want. Do I want to never be able to see my best friend. No. Do I want to hear my sister and my parents having screaming matches at night. No.
There are days I long to feel, Death's cold fingers around my neck. There are mornings I wake up to, and I take my pulse to check. There are evenings where I lie down, and wish I'd never rise.
You see yourself standing all alone, gazing out across the waterfront. It's so quiet and peaceful there, you can leave your worries behind. Take the time to savour every breath.
© ZuperZed Have to think of something that makes you guys happy. It's going to be tough 'cause I'm feeling really crappy. Woke up this morning, didn't sleep too well.
@waterfrontdreamer or anyone else in that dark valley. Please read. I know it's Happy Monday But the matter needs addressed And I don't mean to hurt anyone Or make them feel depressed.
and others who find themselves in this way We are sick with sickness Tired of sleeplessness Guilty of terrible guilts Never hope to find hope Unable to cope with everything We makes ourselves...
Please don't say goodbye There's answers to how and why You just need to ask the question To me there not empty cries Life's such a gift Don't you let it slip If its a friend you need I'm...
I've read around and I hear you say, That today is Opuss's happiness day. I fished around, and found my smile, I don't wear it very often, it ain't my style.
Hush little voices, please don't cry. This is my saving lullaby. The things you say are just not nice. Just go away, let me live my life. Hush little voices, please be still.
Do not read if easily offended strong words. Sun shines in my heart. I guess that's the start. Wishing clouds would just part. In places a far. I want to spread hope. In a world thats so doped.
Okay today is happy Monday that's what they say, so I think I'll let my alter ego out to play Don't worry she's just like me, just a little bit less crazy and zaney Smiling laughing giggling like...
I like swimming in empty pools. I like speaking with dumb fools. I get off on watching TV shop. I steal chewing gum until I drop. I don't need no damage. At least in this I manage.
In my chest are pins and needles, My hands and feet are painfully numb. My mouth is sewn tightly shut, Stopping the words upon my tongue. My eyes, I'd rather were blind, My heart is split in two.
I thank the rain. For cooling my brain. For stopping insane setting in. The steam off my head. My eye's bloodshot red. The veins popping up through my skin. I look to the sky. With rain in my eye.