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I feel very hopeless, Completely worthless. I feel the strength oozing out of me, Pooling up on my bathroom floor- staring up mockingly. I feel the vibrations of your voice, loud and clear, They always know where to hit me, just like a spear. I feel as if I do not belong anywhere I go, I'm a laughing stock and guess who's the main attraction at this wicked show? I feel my "loved ones" quickly drifting apart, I was your rock but reality has crushed me down with a mighty start. I feel the non believing eyes boring down, None of you care as deeply as you claim, you'd rather I swallow my misery and hurriedly drown. I feel you changing your mind about me, I'm not the person you cleverly made me want to be. I feel the stomps of your feet though I am thousands of miles far, You make yourself believe you provided the necessary with a house and a car. I feel the love I have for you slowly disintegrating, It's funny how it's your world that is now changing. I feel myself going crazy, completely insane, and you're the only one who can carry that blame. I feel the way this is going to end, So let me get the blade, my old friend.
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Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 3:25 PM UTC
Carvings On The Wall
I feel very hopeless, Completely worthless. I feel the strength oozing out of me, Pooling up on my bathroom floor- staring up mockingly. I feel the vibrations of your voice, loud and clear, They always know where to hit me, just like a spear. I feel as if I do not belong anywhere I go, I'm a laughing stock and guess who's the main attraction at this wicked show? I feel my "loved ones" quickly drifting apart, I was your rock but reality has crushed me down with a mighty start. I feel the non believing eyes boring down, None of you care as deeply as you claim, you'd rather I swallow my misery and hurriedly drown. I feel you changing your mind about me, I'm not the person you cleverly made me want to be. I feel the stomps of your feet though I am thousands of miles far, You make yourself believe you provided the necessary with a house and a car. I feel the love I have for you slowly disintegrating, It's funny how it's your world that is now changing. I feel myself going crazy, completely insane, and you're the only one who can carry that blame. I feel the way this is going to end, So let me get the blade, my old friend.
-d.a
xilan
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xilan
Guatemalan
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 3:25 PM UTC
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