The Real Me
I just wanna cut myself again
See the blood flowing past my hand
The whole day, only thinking ‘bout
How badly I want this life to end
These thoughts are breaking me
Tearing me up inside
Following me everywhere
No place where I can hide
Lost myself in the badness of life
Don’t know who I will be
No one knows it, understands it
How bad this life is for me
Where is she, the real me
Don’t even know who she is
Life drove her away
And all that’s left is this
A body
Inside, a person, so weak
A person, so confused
Peace in death is what I seek..
See the blood flowing past my hand
The whole day, only thinking ‘bout
How badly I want this life to end
These thoughts are breaking me
Tearing me up inside
Following me everywhere
No place where I can hide
Lost myself in the badness of life
Don’t know who I will be
No one knows it, understands it
How bad this life is for me
Where is she, the real me
Don’t even know who she is
Life drove her away
And all that’s left is this
A body
Inside, a person, so weak
A person, so confused
Peace in death is what I seek..
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Wicked Soul: | Maandag, juli 26, 2004 14:55 |
| Nog zo'n pareltje! Je schrijft echt geweldig. Frozy is right: death is not the solution you need. Hou vol. Knuffels |
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| Frozen Angel: | Woensdag, juni 16, 2004 19:50 |
| *MOOI* En zoek haar niet in de dood, maar in het leven. hou vol en je zal haar vinden hoor! Groetjes Frozen Angel (frozen_angel_90@hotmail.com, mail me) |
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| knoei: | Woensdag, juni 16, 2004 17:15 |
| * met herkening gelezen * Super mooi gedichtje ! Liefs & Sterkte |
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| FrozenScar: | Woensdag, juni 16, 2004 14:34 |
| ... Look for it somewhere else ... Death is not a solution. |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Me&MyTears | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Carama | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 juni 2004 | ||
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