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Tainted

No words to describe me
No colours to paint me
My own lack of meaning
Is my complete lack of honesty
I am corrupt
I am alone
There is no pleasure in it for me
There is no way to stop
What I need is understanding
What I want is peace
The intrigue of this wounded heart
Is to find that I am not alone

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Written on 7th June 2004 at 17:41 GMT

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  • KiddSick
    November 19, 2004
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    so true feeling.....

  • Sleepless sapphire
    November 19, 2004
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    Nice work. I really liked the first few lines. "No words to describe me
    No colours to paint me
    My own lack of meaning
    Is my complete lack of honesty"

    There was something about them that i liked, i thought they brought the poem together. A really good beginning. Well done, keep i up.


  • thisispast
    July 26, 2004
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    i think these words make the most profound little poem unto itself:
    "No words to describe me
    No colours to paint me
    My own lack of meaning
    Is my complete lack of honesty
    I am corrupt
    I am alone"
    i really felt these words, could really relate and in that we both now know we are not alone, yes? but it's hard not to feel lonely sometimes even when we have friends and family and significant others,,, cause sometimes in all their understanding and support they fail to grasp the real core of a sufferer of mental illness(es)' existence,,, what she/he feels, thinks, perceives, etc.-- sorry to ramble,, ~penumbrapoet