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I can't stop writing. I can't stop feeling sad. I can't stop being nervous. I can't stop losing what I had. I'm depressed and under-loved. At least that's how I feel. I can't stop eating my words. I have them for every meal. I gorge my self on pity. I eat all my regrets. I can't stop shoving it down. All my problems are like pets. I groom, I feed, I love them. But always, in the end. They hurt me oh so badly. My heart gets bruised and bent. My only wish is to stop. I can't stop ever wishing. But the only constant in my life. Is that all the good is always missing. A tortured soul? I wouldn't say. I don't like to complain. But I can't stop complaining. I like to feel the pain. Longer then the others. The list goes on and on. And I can't stop writing because Sadness is my song.
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Aug 9, 2011
Aug 9, 2011 at 9:40 PM UTC
I Can't Stop
I can't stop writing. I can't stop feeling sad. I can't stop being nervous. I can't stop losing what I had. I'm depressed and under-loved. At least that's how I feel. I can't stop eating my words. I have them for every meal. I gorge my self on pity. I eat all my regrets. I can't stop shoving it down. All my problems are like pets. I groom, I feed, I love them. But always, in the end. They hurt me oh so badly. My heart gets bruised and bent. My only wish is to stop. I can't stop ever wishing. But the only constant in my life. Is that all the good is always missing. A tortured soul? I wouldn't say. I don't like to complain. But I can't stop complaining. I like to feel the pain. Longer then the others. The list goes on and on. And I can't stop writing because Sadness is my song.
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dean-bonsignore
American
Aug 9, 2011
Aug 9, 2011 at 9:40 PM UTC
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