boil inside

By the broken

through my eyes you see my sins
through my work is where it all begins

in my mind you see my fire
created by times so dire

comprehend my boiling rage
i hope this is but a stage

see my fears
draw so near

taste my  fate
gifted by, my overwhelming hate

wait intill the day i die
see my will was just a lie

...now watch my life
end so horribly by this knife.....

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Copyright 2011 joshua lee mccourt
Published on Sunday, February 13, 2011.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: Can you throw some of your talent my way?

  • Ladyhawke On Monday, February 14, 2011, Ladyhawke (392)By person wrote:

    This was. . .i dont kno how to say. . .um, unbelieveable, amazing, breathtaking. . .dude, take ur pick! This was an awesome write. Your ability to capture emotions and pour them into paper is whats so amazing. Few people have that ability (me included) but you do it so well. Write on man. We all wanna see more!

  • A former member wrote: i know uve heard this before... suicide isnt worth it.i have big suicidal tendencies so im being a hypocrite.just tell yourself each morning to make it through the day... it almost feels you wrote me and most likely many dp writers into this poem, so write on brilliant write, reminds me of how ive been feeling for many years -_-...write on friend! really brings out a lot of memories and feelings...brilliant


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