Sometimes it's hard to be sure
Is it the wrong path I'm following?
Or does it take a bit more waiting?
Either way, I don't like where this is going
I've lost track of all of the bliss in life
Even getting up in the morning is a torture
What happened to my joy feels like murder
Will it be OK, I can't help but wonder
Feels like I'm missing out on life
Or is this how it's supposed to be?
Life taking as much as it can from me
Left with nothing to show, no reason to be...
Sunday, November 4, 2007
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6 comments:
ooh honey... this is exactly how I feel too. It's great, in all its sorrow, especially the two last lines stand out, I just wanna go quote them somewhere =) I'm here for you sugar, doing what I can to cheer you up...
Thanks sweety, it's nice to know that :)
Hope you crawl out of sadness (but still want amazing poems like these :D) The poem rocked my socks (i cant believe I just typed that), I love the constant feeling of dreariness, guilt and despair
wow, great poem alev
yeah, agreeing with amin and with the expression "rocked my socks", ryan, LOL xD
Haha! xD Thanks guys! =)
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