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    dots Submission Name: Going Insanedots
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    Author: secretdream0
    ASL Info:    21/f/tx
    Elite Ratio:    3.38 - 48/46/22
    Words: 331
    Class/Type: Poetry/Fuck it all
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    dotsGoing Insanedots
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    i think i'm going crazy,
    locked within the walls of my mind.
    my vision is hazy,
    and i can't see anything of any kind.

    anger clouds my vision so red,
    makes me go insane.
    voices screaming in my head.
    causing me so much pain.

    they're yelling to be heard.
    but there's nothing i can do.
    telling you anything would be absurd.
    although i wish you knew.

    i wish i could tell you what's going on
    i wish you knew all the pain i'm going through
    i wish you knew i feel my life is one big con
    and that i feel like a failure too.

    i can never do anything right
    everything i do is wrong,
    even though i try with all my might
    my lilfe feels like a bad ock song.

    singing of heartache and espair,
    cloudy days and restless nights
    happiness that is nonexistent, that it's rare
    of pain and agony exploring nw heights.

    i think i'm going crazy
    locked within the walls o my mind.
    my vision is hazy
    and i can't see any thing of any kind.

    escape into weed
    escape into acid
    drugs is all i need
    to keep my emotions placid.

    nothing like a good high
    to ease the pain
    i inhale the sweet scent and sigh
    and watch myself go insane.

    "sex, drugs and rock'n'roll"
    that's what my ife has become
    but it's beginning to take its toll
    i can't feel anything, everything is numb

    i'm screaming in my head can you hear?
    i'm fighting to feel
    but no one cares, no one is near.
    my tears mix with the blood where i kneel.

    it feels so good,
    my body tells a story of pain,
    like it should,
    and it helps the process of going insane.

    life doesn't feel worth it anymore.
    the voices in my head will never go away.
    they're stuck behind the door
    and i'll never be okay.




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      The imagery.... OH GOD the imagery the pain, angst, hurt... The feels wells up.. I could actually feel what you were saying I could see the problems in the poem. The whole of everything.. It made me wonder if My life is as bad as I actually thought... but being me... not many people can understand..... It sucks sometimes, because no one really likes being Ill all the time, which is what I am... I have epilepsy, and My life is constantly getting worse and worse it seems like I can't escape this bad luck streak of mine.

    keep writing, I love your poetry.

    Samantha
    | Posted on 2006-04-06 00:00:00 | by Sharati_hottie | [ Reply to This ]
      Damn, I want some acid. No fair! Anyway good piece. good writing and very honest, I liked it. keep up the good work, and send me a letter please! Oh yeah! I have missed the mad hatter every time he's come around. (sigh)

    Anyway good write. A little dismal, but then isn't life that way? So... good to see you here and welcome to the site. -sin
    | Posted on 2005-02-04 00:00:00 | by sinmore | [ Reply to This ]


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