Fatigued, sick of feeling a burden.
Made to feel as though, I offer nothing.
Offering all I have, always falling short.
Uncontrollable difference, in who I have become.
Inner thoughts of failure, arise daily.
Concealing the sadness, growing difficult.
Mask thinning, emotions showing.
Encouragement lacking, creating loss of soul.
Spirit longing comfort, once received without question.
Worthlessness increasing, future seeming dim.
Nichole A.Dustin (C)
1/4/2008
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A sleepless night, left pondering. during a depressing time in my illness. Photo accredited to this site... Free fantasy pictures digital art and photos
My mother taught me if you have nothing nice to say don't say it at all. We are not here as pros, we are here to share our art and have fun. *grin*
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I like the way it flows and how it's so simple. It doesn't try to be bigger than it is, it's simply stating how you feel. I like that.
Good job and good luck in the contest. -
sorry hun
but this is very well heard. you are such a kindred soul and I wuv ya!
take it easy, kepp up the good work!
hugz~
Melanie
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