Pon - walk away JoeAnger and pain, frustration and shame, I was stupid,Pon - walk away Joe
a pon in his game,
crying now, the tears wont stop, it's my doing,
my own fault,
I thought I could do it, stand on my own, I was wrong, and once again I tripped,
wanting to stay, I watched him play, now I'm in pain, these tears, they stain,
more pages in my journal, that's all he'll be,
never again, close to me,
and tomorrow, he smiles, laughs and throws it in my face, he doesn't know, I see though him, &n
Father's PainTheir pain tears at my soul, now there's a gaping hole, watching my father cry, cuts me so deep inside, these tears shining so bright, rolling down my cheeks falling away from sight, "She's in a better place" I hear myself say, she wont suffer another day, but the tears keep coming, the pain so strong, being heppy feels so wrong, she's not hurting, free from her pain, to roam the heavens with dragons once slain, I can only imagen what my dad must feel, ince running to his mother with joyous squeal, now running through the memories of old, telFather's Pain
journal poems: MorbidThese voices inside my head are tearing me apart, talking about death and the feelings you left, no where else to turn I see it in my mind, slowly picking up the knife, I look away,journal poems: Morbid
your sweet face calling me laughing at me, do it I hear the taunt swirling around me, I cant fight it, running from myself, I'm lost and alone,
darkness descends and the cold thoughts creep, returning to the dread that awaits me, No savior, no rescue, I am alone forever,
in the darkness of my shattered heart, once again, it starts...
Who were you ?Did I ever really know you, Even long after we had met? Did I ever really see you, Or just the images you set?Who were you ?
Did I ever really hold you, Or misinterpret your touch? Did I ever really hear you, When you promised me so much?
Did I ever really believe you, Or rely on simple trust? Did I ever really trust you, When you insisted that I must?
Did I always really love you, Through the night and all next day? Did I always really please you, With words I’d need to say?
Did I ever really kiss you, And not feel your lips we
Soup, its whats for breakfast [its too early for t
Confused
maybe ill post that stuff up, yup uh huh so bye now 
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*+*Its depressing... how fragmented my life has become... the blurs of reality and my subconscious are mingled so closely that i can no longer see the blurred edges of my bleak existence*+*
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*+*Its depressing... how fragmented my life has become... the blurs of reality and my subconscious are mingled so closely that i can no longer see the blurred edges of my bleak existence*+*
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*+*Its depressing... how fragmented my life has become... the blurs of reality and my subconscious are mingled so closely that i can no longer see the blurred edges of my bleak existence*+*
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they say i can't live without,
truth be told i can
and one day, i really
won't come back
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in a club, write the world:
[link]
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*+*Its depressing... how fragmented my life has become... the blurs of reality and my subconscious are mingled so closely that i can no longer see the blurred edges of my bleak existence*+*
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*+*Its depressing... how fragmented my life has become... the blurs of reality and my subconscious are mingled so closely that i can no longer see the blurred edges of my bleak existence*+*
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