Why do i always,
seem to end up at the same,
dark, twisted place?
Why do i always,
feel like the world is never going to be good,
and that I'm never going to be good enough,
for that screwed up place?
Why has it always felt like,
i was never good enough,
even for the dogs scraps?
Why did you always make me feel,
like the only way would be
to end it all?
Now, i feel like stepping off the brink,
crossing that irreversible line,
the line that determines life...
and
death.
I do not know what to do,
anymore.
That is really scaring me,
and i am drawing closer to that line.
I know this, but there is nothing i can do to stop.
I want to stop, but i am helpless,
and i do not think i will ever be able to.
You were the one person who could stop me,
but know that you are gone,
no one can stop me...
not even me.
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noticing me, by allaboutpoetry
Written May 20th, 2005
A contest entry
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600 points, ended May 25, 2005, 6 entries
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thanks, i read your poem, and i thought it was really good, and really powerful. thanks again.
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"no one can stop me...
not even me."
Shit that's powerful and so awesome. good luck in the contest i think you have a great chance, i entered it aswell with a poem called the end. take care and best of luck!
~Cory -
I really like this, it's a lot like how I write which I like. I'm not sure what else to say besides I like it. Thank you for entering
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