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    dots Submission Name: Worthless Human Beingdots

    Author: theman
    ASL Info:    21/m/mn
    Elite Ratio:    3.52 - 496/478/149
    Words: 197
    Class/Type: Poetry/Venting
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    dotsWorthless Human Beingdots

    feels like I'm drowning
    suffocating on each breath of the crisp spring air
    your words of hatred
    stir in the thoughts of the suicide note
    I'm about to leave
    dying a recurring imagine
    no thoughts of remorse
    my body is better off being donated as corpse

    you can't see me
    but i can see you
    but i don't know about you
    the back of my eye lids
    opens a portal to total dismay
    destruction of my sanity
    beat me hate me treat me as the worthless human being

    before i lay my head down to sleep
    i pray to the lord for my soul to keep
    these days my breath seem short and weak
    a mind of mysterious thoughts which can't be understood
    a black hole where my heart was once held
    leaving my body numb asking myself when am i done
    quicksand the metaphor of my life
    its not about the winning it's about the rivers u cross
    my life vest has failed i'm drowning in my own blood.
    leg twitch hands turn into a fist
    thoughts of this twisted mortality
    hoping they turn from fantasy to reality
    this is my blood bath democracy

    Submitted on 2011-05-03 01:53:58     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      sometimes I feel the full onslaught of the wave of these emotions you paint and its always when I remember the things I have done,feet quick to evil,heart quick to summon conscience,conscience quick to use the whip,ahh yes such times thoughts of me dying are consoling but somehow I carry on and always fight the urge to do wrong, love it ,cause its deep reachin
    | Posted on 2011-05-04 00:00:00 | by Temidayo | [ Reply to This ]
      i'm drowning in my own blood.

    Poignant but i hope it is only venting. you seem pretty disillusioned. The image of drowning points to overwhelming pressures. it appears again and again. you cant fantasize about crossing the rivers when your own blood is drowning you.
    | Posted on 2011-05-03 00:00:00 | by ShiveringFire | [ Reply to This ]

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