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Emo Poem #2: Transformation.I feel like two souls trapped in one,
Bri and Faith,
Because of this war is done,
It is like a race.
As my depression builds Faith starts to come,
When happiness comes the guilt brings Bri,
There's nothing wrong with me but one,
I feel like I am changing as you see,
I have no disorder this is just how I feel,
Who I used to be and who i might become,
Qne day I will be one to seal the deal,
But who will win this one?
Faith is tired of hiding in the shadows,
She's tired of being mistreated,
Because her heart is stabbed by arrows,
Any more and her wish will be completed.
And there's Bri who is way too nice,
She changes her mind a lot,
But she was being bullied by those wicked mice,
As her soul is begining to rot.
Yes we will see who is to win,
Right now I'm Bri but Faith is building,
As Bri's happiness grows thin,
Soon I will be one as my soul is wilting.
My thoughts on depression.I want the pain away,
yet more pain to stay.
Memories back in my head,
that caused my dis pare my weakness,
I try to get away by sleeping in bed.
The memories soon overpower,
causing more thoughts of my restlessness,
soon I try to wash it away with another shower.
Soon I listen to the memories,
the laughter the hatred the madness,
thus bringing me to my knees.
Why must I be judged for being me,
for showing happiness,
my eyes soon clogged by the salty sea.
EmoWARNING:Contains mild viollence
This is a true story about me and if you agree and/or feel this way too comment your thoughts.
I can't help but feel depressed. With life, there's wonders but yet I get stuck with the worst mood I can imagine, depression. As a kid I experienced many things a kid shouldn't have to deal with. With out a mother and being a female myself can I really rely on some one? Were I grew up, the answer would be no. So ever scince child hood I have been holding my feelings in. I feel like those feelings will one day burst! and I was right. In 6th grade I was made fun of for stupid reasons. I was on the chubby side and I was different, thus leading to disaster. Soon as summer hits my father finds yet again another girlfriend. This one is #9 and again was addicted to doing hard core liqure. when she is drunk all it does is put on more stress. Plus to make things worse my grandmother hates me. Don't believe me? think i am over thinking? wrong she told that to my face lo
Dead Man's SwitchIn control, then not -
Sudden loss of grip.
Headlong to where?
Details lost, smudged, streaked.
Careening; no system of
No dead man's switch,
On a fast track -
With or without a god?
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