I have nothing to live for in this time of endless need
As I'm surrounded by feelings of emptiness and greed
I am fed a lifestyle that does not fit my soul
As I am asked questions about this life they control
They ask me why I feel depressed and alone
While they tell how to act, like I'm some kind of drone
Not paying attention to my actions and the words I say
As they stare at me like I'm performing in some play
So I give them a show, to keep them amused
Even as I dance around in circles they stare at me confused
I sit there in my room alone, confused, and in silence
As I try to keep back these thoughts and feelings of violence
But the more I try, these feelings build up till I pop
I feel there is no other choice as I sit there watching this knife drop
I lay back to face this eternal sleep and I try to dream
For I don't feel bad as the last thing I hear, my mothers scream
Life-Unknown
Alexander
Author notes
Thanks to Beth "hidded within" for the title to this poem
Written June 27th, 2004
A contest entry
- {This is} What HURTS the MOST ;; by Candy Morphine.
700 points, ended November 17, 2008, 64 entries
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Comments
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*pre*forming, meant to be {per}forming?
i loved the reference to a theaterical play. it was a bitter taste of irony on a overused and played out subject.
also [confused++amused] was a really good rhyme. -
I like it. the rhyming is good. good luck in the contest
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This is different. I like it a lot and the rhyming was very good. Keep up the great work.
Dark
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um ima give a shot. lol dont mind me my spelling is bad aswel. but neway. "life like toy" "life by force" "living lies to amuse"something like that. neway good job keep it up.
peace to ya
Hidded within
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