June 10, 2006 at 10:04 pm
Well it’s gonna suck and you will all hate it but here it is my latest poem about “depression”
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You Make Me Fell Two Feet Tall
My Hopes And Dreams All Are Small
You Judged And Laughed Like Them All
Your Nothing Better, Making Me Small
I Can’t Cope I’m All Alone
So What Can I Do
When The World
I See Is Blue?
I Take The Knife From The Drawer
Carve My Wrist Until It’s Sore
Don’t Worry Bout Me Anymore
Your As Bad As Them
You Pushed Me Away
I Had No-one or Nothing
Nobody Cared, In The End Why Cry?
I Took Matters Into My Own Hands
I Made My Self Die
I Now Lie Here In A Pool Of Blood
Hoping I Could Be With You
But It’s Too Late I’m Fading Away
To My Heart You Will Always Be True
By: heslop01 - 12th June 2006 at 22:01
well “young” and “immpresionable” is me and here is a response to my poem above
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So I Thought Pain Was The Only Way Out
I Had Nothing In My Mind But Doubt
I Wanted To Get Up And Shout
But I Did’t I Stayed Still
And Kept A Calm, Put Away The Pills
And The Knife That Carved My Wrist
I Put On My Smile, In The End I Felt Good
As I Walked Out Happy, Far From A Pool Of Blood
By: steve rowell - 12th June 2006 at 04:22
I really don’t think it should be aired on this forum where such young immpressionable minds can read it!!
By: laviticus - 11th June 2006 at 19:15
You’re not a Vogon, are you? 😉
ooooooooooo gray area 😮 😀 😀 :rolleyes:
By: Canpark - 11th June 2006 at 18:09
Touchy stuff, mate;)
By: heslop01 - 11th June 2006 at 10:56
What’s a vogan?.
By: Grey Area - 10th June 2006 at 23:51
You’re not a Vogon, are you? 😉
By: worthyone - 10th June 2006 at 22:56
Hey not bad, like me u seem to think everyone is gonna jump up and start laughing or pointing the finger and telling u how rubbish ur work is but that ain’t half bad.
I can actually relate to the story, although thankfully I’ve never found myself lying in a pool of blood 🙂 .
As I have been told when it comes to my stories, just keep at it and take the bad remarks as well as the good. Where did the idea come from if u don’t mind me asking?