Submissions by xxAnna (Anna)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
23rd May 2010 8:34pm
23rd May 2010 8:34pm
Lost Behind. Fighting To Strive.
I'm losing my grip on things.
Lost behind reality.
Slowly spiraling down.
Everything good is now a distant memory.
Pain so raw.
Tearing at my soul.
Loneliness is now my only friend.
Deppression your the only one that fallows me.
Open me.
Make me real.
Instead of like the no one I feel.
Give me a breath.
Or give me death.
Don't give me your pity.
I'm simply not worth it anymore.
Death your all I'm waiting for.
Days are getting longer and longer.
You'd think that my soul would get stronger. ...
Lost behind reality.
Slowly spiraling down.
Everything good is now a distant memory.
Pain so raw.
Tearing at my soul.
Loneliness is now my only friend.
Deppression your the only one that fallows me.
Open me.
Make me real.
Instead of like the no one I feel.
Give me a breath.
Or give me death.
Don't give me your pity.
I'm simply not worth it anymore.
Death your all I'm waiting for.
Days are getting longer and longer.
You'd think that my soul would get stronger. ...
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SELF POEM
Published
20th May 2010 9:14pm
20th May 2010 9:14pm
I'm losing My Grip On Reality.
Im losing my grip on things.
Lost behind reality.
Slowly spiraling down.
Everything good is now a distant memorie.
Pain so raw.
Tearing at my soul.
Lonleyness is now my only friend.
Deppression your the only one that fallows me.
Open me.
Make me real.
Instead of like the no one I feel.
Give me a breath.
Or give me death.
Dont give me your pitty.
Im not worth it anymore.
Death your all im waiting for.
Days are getting longer and longer.
You'd think that my soul would get stronger.
...
Lost behind reality.
Slowly spiraling down.
Everything good is now a distant memorie.
Pain so raw.
Tearing at my soul.
Lonleyness is now my only friend.
Deppression your the only one that fallows me.
Open me.
Make me real.
Instead of like the no one I feel.
Give me a breath.
Or give me death.
Dont give me your pitty.
Im not worth it anymore.
Death your all im waiting for.
Days are getting longer and longer.
You'd think that my soul would get stronger.
...
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SELF POEM
Published
20th May 2010 5:50pm
20th May 2010 5:50pm
My Words UnSpoken...
Slit my wrist.
Cut my throut.
I've lost all hope.
I honestly dont care anymore.
My talents have run dry.
My words have been silenced.
Change keeps comming by.
But I'm still standing here.
If only there was anything I could do.
The worstthing about life is it will change with out you.
Things have gotten worse.
Silent Screams are all I have to say thease days.
Along with all thease scars you left behind on accross my body.
But you left and abandoned me.
Thease days go by so slow...
Im DoneWaiting. ...
Cut my throut.
I've lost all hope.
I honestly dont care anymore.
My talents have run dry.
My words have been silenced.
Change keeps comming by.
But I'm still standing here.
If only there was anything I could do.
The worstthing about life is it will change with out you.
Things have gotten worse.
Silent Screams are all I have to say thease days.
Along with all thease scars you left behind on accross my body.
But you left and abandoned me.
Thease days go by so slow...
Im DoneWaiting. ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th May 2010 3:16am
18th May 2010 3:16am
The Final Mile Before The Last Turn.
Surrounded by a world of words, screams and quiet desperation.
Ourlives so filled with work and aspirations.
Always hitting bumps in the road but never getting to my final destination.
A path less fallowed, that keeps on going.
There only way out would be to make a wrong turn.
The only turn that would last you forever.
It would be so easy, just to quit.
To take the turn.
The final mile, Before the last turn.
Ourlives so filled with work and aspirations.
Always hitting bumps in the road but never getting to my final destination.
A path less fallowed, that keeps on going.
There only way out would be to make a wrong turn.
The only turn that would last you forever.
It would be so easy, just to quit.
To take the turn.
The final mile, Before the last turn.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th May 2010 3:11am
18th May 2010 3:11am
No One Will Believe Because Of All This Fake Misery.
Look in the mirror.
Hate what you see.
Its the new thing.
They wont believe.
Cut & Bleed.
Leak the pain.
Everyone's doing it.
Its all in vain.
Drink it up.
It will take it all away.
Brag about it later.
Like theres no shame.
Smoke & smoke.
Theres no line.
Theres no addiction.
But theres always a high.
Misery misery.
Your honest victims only know your chains.
Its the new thing.
Its a contest for the most pain.
The attension we seek.
It makes me sick.
Its like people wish to...
Hate what you see.
Its the new thing.
They wont believe.
Cut & Bleed.
Leak the pain.
Everyone's doing it.
Its all in vain.
Drink it up.
It will take it all away.
Brag about it later.
Like theres no shame.
Smoke & smoke.
Theres no line.
Theres no addiction.
But theres always a high.
Misery misery.
Your honest victims only know your chains.
Its the new thing.
Its a contest for the most pain.
The attension we seek.
It makes me sick.
Its like people wish to...
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