Please

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  • Sadness
    • hippiegirl
    • I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not

    Please

     Star gazing
    No more tears to fill my eyes
    Tear ducts empty
    Body scarred
    Heart is heavy
    Insides twisting, churning,
    Stomach sick, nauseous, burning
    Fought so hard before....

    Please find me here, speak to me
    I need to feel you, hear you
    Please...
    I'm on my knees again
    Will you still take me in?
    A silver lining isn't enough to make this alright

    Hands are shaking
    Aimed right at my heart
    Head is spinning
    Eyes are closed
    Can you save me from this place?
    Tears of ice stream down my face
    Lost in this tunnel of darkness
    Cannot seem to find the light, to find my way out...

    I think i've had enough, i'm slipping off the edge
    Please won't you catch me?
    I want to move on
    Although I hurt I must be strong

    Please....

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    lastyl commented on Please

    12-14-2010

    very powerful write!! Always remember with every door that shuts, it allows another to be opened. It's cliche, but everything happens for a reason, sometimes we just can't see through the pain. Excellent job!!
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    SuSpence commented on Please

    04-29-2010

    :( I felt so sad for you reading this poem. I know the pain of a broken heart, it is not one you soon forget. But for every end there must be a new beginning. One day you will freefall from the cliff, with confidence and a smile, knowing that when you hit the base, your true will be there to break your fall and rescue you from the darkness. -Spence
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    bryanpaul86 commented on Please

    03-11-2010

    I've felt many of the same things as well. It feels good to get it all down in words and to find just the right words. Well done.
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    FranzJ commented on Please

    02-14-2010

    pain is a part of life - unfortantly --------------------------------
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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