Losing it
Alone on a rainy night
Craving for some consolation
Hours filled with fright
Slowly dying from frustration
Abondoned by any friend
Not even an enemy to battle
When will this all end?
Crying as I rattle
Dammit I’m losing it
Nobody around when in need
Kindness they’ll fake
No sincere help as you bleed
They only come to take
A change of life
Away from this hurt feeling
Maybe by the stab of a knife
Yes, it sounds appealing
Goddammit man, I’m losing it
Craving for some consolation
Hours filled with fright
Slowly dying from frustration
Abondoned by any friend
Not even an enemy to battle
When will this all end?
Crying as I rattle
Dammit I’m losing it
Nobody around when in need
Kindness they’ll fake
No sincere help as you bleed
They only come to take
A change of life
Away from this hurt feeling
Maybe by the stab of a knife
Yes, it sounds appealing
Goddammit man, I’m losing it
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Zaterdag, augustus 16, 2003 23:03 |
| Cooool! I like it! It's nice! Goe geschreve! I know the feeling! Take care! | |
| free: | Zaterdag, juni 14, 2003 09:07 |
| er over schrijven mag best maar laat het maar uit je hoofd menig mens benam zich het leven voor hem/haar die hem een jaar later toch ontrouw zou zijn geworden een andere stap is; go out, make new friends.......;) liefs free |
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| Auteur: johbai | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 juni 2003 | ||
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