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Outside

I sit here in my own music listening

Tears in my eyes glistening

They have no idea

How much I fear

Anger swells inside my heart

Such knowledge tears me apart

Always I'm on the outside watching you

I see, I hear, I die, because of what you do

Are you so alone, so afraid

Your eyes turn to mine and I see you fade

You're killing yourself slow

You are the one bringing yourself low

I'm here on the outside never to come in

If only I could help you win

I'm out here waiting for you to come out

I will not allow myself to doubt

You will come through and I will wait

I pray that you will not realize to late

I won't give up I will pray

That you will live by a different way.

Author notes

Its poem only expressing a little of how much it hurts me when my friends turn to drugs. How I die inside as I watch them slowly fade away.
Written September 23rd, 2005

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  • Epos Tristis
    September 23, 2005
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    wow, des, you should show it to him(i think i know who you're talking about). but good stuff. Very well done and conveys the feeling very well


  • Ladylove1968
    September 23, 2005
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    This was really sad . And something that also needed said. I hope those friends are lucky enough to read it. I know first hand how much it hurts to see someone you love turn to drugs.My
    sister is on meth and she lost the ability to be happy or feel any emotion but anger. Thank you for writing this poem .Maybe it may help ones who use to see they are not only hurting themselves but also the ones who care.
    Loretta


  • September 23, 2005
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    that was really deep
    nice flow keep writing

  • Dull Red
    September 23, 2005
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    wow! that must be such an extreme feeling, and you really greatly echoed that deep, deep and true emotion in this fabulous poem!! Great job, sorry that you feel that way and have friends like that. Write__on!!