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    dots Submission Name: untitleddots

    Author: drkpoet
    ASL Info:    25/m/NJ
    Elite Ratio:    3.04 - 442/527/94
    Words: 134
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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       The way life kinda looks in my eyes.

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    When I close my eyes, and take a deep look inside, there is nothing I will find. The emptiness that lay deep down, is the only thing to be found. With love near low, my heart bestows. The pictures I had of you, will only make me blue. I wish the darkness would just leave, no longer shall I grieve. I got the knife from the drawer, I cry as my blood drips down to the floor. My life was such a huge waste, life went by in such haste. My body begins to get lighter, and the light I see continues to get brighter. As I fall to the floor, just remember life will always remain a war. Everyone will have to deal with it, why did I just decide to quit?

    Submitted on 2004-01-19 21:45:35     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      God, am I familiar with the feeling of this poem. I love it.
    | Posted on 2004-01-31 00:00:00 | by Voodoo_Lounge | [ Reply to This ]
      Paper tears, but people still use it. Cars break, and people fix them. Minds are dememnted but mended, dont quit because you feel you arent fit. Life has many strange ways of chaning things around in an instant. Right now, my life is the worst F*cking place to be, but you have to understand that life does go on, and your not the only one dealing with those problems. Thank you for helping me relize that.
    | Posted on 2004-01-20 00:00:00 | by Indaleco | [ Reply to This ]
      to return your message: i like it like i would like my own depression in the depths of despair. there is something very mysterious, very elusive, something vague, something not quite right about reading, writing or listening to a poem about depression. something unsettling, but something attractive and alluring at the same time. it's strange, because even the mention of light in this poem doesn't bring light. i just kept thinking: darkness can't drive out darkness! and i wondered if you wanted it to?


    sometimes i analyze too much. :) everyone should let curiousity get the better of them.
    | Posted on 2004-01-20 00:00:00 | by myghostsliketotravel | [ Reply to This ]
      hmm wow, now that was alot of emotion... i like how you ended it though, and strangly enough the rhyme go's with it perfectly. this is a good poem man
    | Posted on 2004-01-19 00:00:00 | by Trystam | [ Reply to This ]
      does it kinda look like this? or IS it like this?
    | Posted on 2004-01-19 00:00:00 | by myghostsliketotravel | [ Reply to This ]

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