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There once was a time
When I thought I could really make it
A time when I could prove everyone wrong
But as I look back I realize
How very wrong I was
Now as I look forward all I can see
Is shamefully scattered and lost
Nothing ever seems to go right
I really do try to try
It seems I'm destined to be dealt such
A cruel hand in this game
Of survival of the fittest
Sinking into the darkness I now accept
Because that's all I seem to know
The failure of my being
I'm really only mortal, blood and flesh
But for some reason I seem even less
There once was a time
When I thought I could really make it
A time when I could prove everyone wrong
But as I look back i realize
How very wrong I was
Now as I look forward all I can see
Is shamefully scattered and lost
Laying in my security staring out the
Window at the world going by
Wondering if it ever needed me
I question my existence more than I should
Because what's my point in going on?
I couldn't think of one reason
I couldn't think beyond my remorse
I couldn't think of much these days
My feelings wrap and re wrap me in my cold blanket
My courage and pride fell years ago
There once was a time
When I thought I could really make it
A time when I could prove everyone wrong
But as I look back I realize
How very wrong I was
Now as I look forward all I can see
Is shamefully scattered and lost
I don't want pity
I don't want sympathy
i don't want rejection
i don't want death
I just want to be found
I push aside my curtains of despair
Throw of my shroud of self loathing
I take a new look in the mirror
I realize my being here, yes
It's the people who have always been there for me
...
It's the people who keep
Lifting me up when
I thought
I was all alone
I will try to overcome for them...for them...
There once was a time
When I though I couldn't really make it
A time when I couldn't prove myself wrong
But as I look back I realize
How very wrong I was
Now as I look forward all I can see
Is a bright, bright future
Comments
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i like how you ended this it makes me smile to see it, this whole poem i think i am going book mark this, keep it flowing
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thank you

your my truly biggest fan.
yeah i have i guess you can call it a need to write depressive words but near the end it always comes out looking brighter. i guess its kind of like my life. i always have a big share of depressive bouts but i dont let it get me too far down. its like i need them to be able to appreciate the good things out of life. so learn and understand why its happening. i hope im making sense. well thank you again. you give me reason to still visit this site.
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