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The Show Of The Weak& Helpless
By poe_lover28
i cease the cry
see the bags
under those weary eyes
those black circles forming
searching for a lie
im fine, just tired
another piece of me dies
its partly true
i am so tired
tired of life
i must be miswired
yes, something is wrong
up in my brain
i cant handle this
someone take the rein
but no ones there
im all alone
i curl in a ball
no feelings shown
i feel a numbness
after years of depression
maybe therapy
no i cant afford the sessions
maybe just scream
oh, i know!
ill go to the closet
and make a show!
i write a letter
farewell, bid you a due
i clear out my closet
even my shoes
make a noose
out of the rope
i'll do this right!
finally some hope
i kick the stool
out of the way
and finally the end
of my days
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Copyright 2013 poe_lover28
Published on Sunday, July 21, 2013.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "The Show Of The Weak& Helpless"
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A former member wrote:
The emotion in this poem is clearly shown. This is a work of art that I would read when I too am feeling that way. Thanks for showing me that there are others who feel this way. It helps to know your not alone. Great write!
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A former member wrote:
A tragic write to be sure my dear, you already know that I am here for you. But if you ever try to hang yourself I will have to pound on you just a little.
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On Saturday, February 1, 2014, poe_lover28
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wrote:
oh no dont pound on me lol ! I promise id never :*
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