DetailsThe poem, its numbers, and the conversation.

my life

Member since 2003 · Posted 8 Jan 2003 · 6 comments

I die every night My life is a fight The hatred inside just eats me alive hatred of my self and what i cannot find happiness i searched for thats not in my mind it's in front of my eyes but i can not see its out there, in the air but i can not breathe

Rate it

0 is the worst, 10 the best. Pick a number, add a comment if you like, then send it. Keys: 0–9 pick, Enter sends.

mean 6.43 weighted 5.38 rank 3220 views 170 View voting details →

7 votes so far. Yours would make 8.7 votes so far

6 comments

[10] cherish 8-Jan-03/5:13 PM Reply

oh I love that. It is soooo moving and it expresses my feelings also.
!!!***10***!!!

[n/a] sir_heff › cherish 9-Jan-03/10:46 AM Reply

thank you. i've gotten that responce from a lot of people i've showed it to. it only took me like 10 min. to wright this, but i reread it about a thousand times, then called like half my friends and read it to them, i was quite pleased with it :)

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › sir_heff 9-Jan-03/12:13 PM Reply

I DO NOT LIKE IT.

[7] scitz 9-Jan-03/4:40 AM Reply

Remorseful, and lamenting but the last 2 lines in my opinion dont work, a stronger metaphor needed for a strong poem ...7

[n/a] sir_heff › scitz 9-Jan-03/10:42 AM Reply

thats funny, i really liked the last 2 lines. it kinda implyed that my search for happyness is suficating me... but i suspose i could have come up with something better :)

[n/a] BleedingRose › sir_heff 23-Apr-03/7:32 AM Reply

If thats what came out, i say its perfect. if you try to hard to find something that sounds good, the point of your work will be lost.