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Tired of life, being alone

By: WyrmScourge
Poetry


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Submitted: Sep 16, 2008    Reads: 89    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


 Tired of life, tired being alone

 Each day i get up, and i hate the world, i hate all this shit

 Look for work, look for meaning, look to God and ask why?

 And all i do is fucking cry, inside and out, i feel like i am going nowhere

 What the fuck am i supposed to do, how can i stay strong?

 I'm broken inside, i hurt each goddamn day

Can't sleep, can't eat, i just never want to wakeup again

keeping the rage inside, keeping the loneliness at bay

Tired and spent, i feel like shit, slowly dying inside, being eaten away

every fucking day, where i'm i going?

I have no clue, i wish someone would tell what was i put on this miserable

world for?


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Comments:

Yeah, I know what you feel. What's harder is knowing what's the purpose of our lives if we feel really angry with ourselves and to our perceptions to the world. I like this poem. It's strong point outs is good.

Posted: Sep 22, 2008

Author Comment:

thankyou, i appreciate it

I know the feeling. *grimace*

Posted: Nov 18, 2008

Author Comment:

It sucks, to be alone in the world, thanks for understanding, and try to take care, seeya arround.



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