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All I Want

Member since 2006 · Posted 21 Jan 2006 · 3 comments

It seems like all I do is cry inside The tears just wont come out They stay inside and drown my soul I keep it all inside waiting to blow I replace my sadness with rage I cuss and scream at the people I love Never really meaning to hurt them But my pain inside is killing me All I want to do is tell somebody But no one will listen to my pleas I am lost and alone in this world I feel as though all I have is a knife I feel like this is the way to live my life To get a high from letting my blood pour out To get a smile upon my face watching the pain pour out I want to cry but the tears stay inside And all I can do is put on a fake smile and hide Like a coward, I will hide in the dark. Pretending to be happy When truthfully I will never feel happiness. And all I want is for someone to listen. But everyone is to busy to notice me. So I stay quiet and smile. While the pain lurks around inside my soul. As I let the pain and sorrow pour out. Till there is nothing left of me and its to late. And all I ever wanted was for somebody to help me!

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[7] pollywolly 22-Jan-06/9:07 AM Reply
reading this as a loner i can understand the words very well but i also believe those not faced with these feeling could also understand what is being said. great movement in parts " fake smile and hide like a coward ". good piece!
[7] zodiac 23-Jan-06/5:56 PM Reply
Help for life: Go out some, get a bagel, talk to strangers.

Help for poetry: Read a lot. It's not like this.
[n/a] ecargo 23-Jan-06/6:34 PM Reply
I bet it was cathartic to write this, but it's more diary entry than poem, really. I don't mean that in a mean way. The cutting is a good place to start and a great, strong image--play around with that, maybe; try to make it a little more symbolic or indirect, instead of telling us everything straight out the way you do. You don't have to get fancy, but make it strong by centering it on something:

I have this knife--
a way to live my life
high from letting my blood pour out

see? Your words, but it starts in the midst of it, and it'll take you further than just pouring your heart out as you would to a friend, you know?

Of course, you may have just written it to feel better. :) But if you really want to learn to write poetry, Zodiac is right--read good poetry.

Good luck.