the feelings are to strong
I'm sitting here alone in a dark corner.
No one around me, but still surrounded by the voices in my head.
no one understands how it is to be alone.
Alone with the cold thoughts to kill yourself.
The feeling only gets stronger and stronger untill you surrend.
Every cut, every tear stands for something.
That something will never go away, it'll always be on my mind.
I'll never forget the cuts and why I did it.
If they understanded me, they would know why I do it.
The feelings that I feel are to strong,
I'll never gonna get rid of them.
I'll never forget who I am and why I do these things to myself.
And that's the real reason why nobody can help me.
No one around me, but still surrounded by the voices in my head.
no one understands how it is to be alone.
Alone with the cold thoughts to kill yourself.
The feeling only gets stronger and stronger untill you surrend.
Every cut, every tear stands for something.
That something will never go away, it'll always be on my mind.
I'll never forget the cuts and why I did it.
If they understanded me, they would know why I do it.
The feelings that I feel are to strong,
I'll never gonna get rid of them.
I'll never forget who I am and why I do these things to myself.
And that's the real reason why nobody can help me.
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| wiccagirl: | Zaterdag, juni 13, 2009 03:08 |
| thnx! you to ;p and indeed, the most of the poems are how I feel, how I am, and I try to make clear for what I stand :) And I believe you if you say that you understand me a little, but do you truly are ? and suicide goes a bit to far for me, but I don''t want to be found :) XxX | |
| Sammie Beltane: | Vrijdag, juni 12, 2009 22:40 |
| U rock wiccagirl T. liefs Sammie en huggies XXX | |
| Sammie Beltane: | Vrijdag, juni 12, 2009 22:39 |
| Maybe I do understand you a little bit ... it''s as though you are trying to make a statement to your body, soul and life ... a bit like ... hey it''s my body, mind and soul and I''m in charge and I can take it whenever I want to ...??? You know what I want to disappear (Spoorloos) like the people in the program, because now I think I know why they never want to be found and leave without a trace ... untraceable (it''s in soms crazy way a sort of suicide ... I think???) Again blessed be girly u | |
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