It has come to my attentionn
That I am no longer who I once was
My personality has had an overhaul
And i now have many more flaws
Im falling apart piece by piece
comming undone at the seams
Lost with no direction
I've forgotten about my dreams
I have almost given up on life
I just cant see how its worth the pain
A battle to live every single day
How do I handle the strain?
There was once so much I wanted to do
So many things I wanted to see
So many goals I had in mind to acheive
So much more I wanted to be
And now instead, I sit at home
alone, day after monotonous day
It's true life is the ultimate game
I just dont want to play
I have no desire to battle on
to many obstacles in the way
in the game, life is the hunter
And I, I am the prey.
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I very much can relate to this poem. I use to feel the same way, until my life made a quick U-turn. Just be patient and it might do the same for you. Never stop writing.
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in this game, life is the hunter
and i, i am the prey
this is so true i can relate to this
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nice write...dont give up..K? live maybe suck ass but it someday it will be worth it...someone awsome told me that onetime..
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stark honesty, well composed
I liked the beginning stanza, and the rest of the poem linked well to the dark topic. You never stray from your point. I hope to read more of your works! -
you better not be contemplating suicide miller. if yiu si im very disapointed
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Maybe using a mnemonic device that captures all your dreams will help, it can develop as you go along and incorporate the specifics of how and why you make a certain situation or reality for yourself. The variables of our ever changing world become more predictable as you learn to see the truth in everything.
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