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Posted by
on Sunday, October 10 @ 17:33:43 UTC
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: Two Hours
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on Sunday, October 10 @ 17:33:43 UTC
Codgin writes:: " Anothor hour passed,
Is soon another day,
And is than another week,
As this anger slides through my depression,
My bones shatter, torn I fall alone,
My heart screams out the same old song,
The same old words,
The same old hurt,
Just another two hours my freind,
Just wait I say,
It will be differnt, it has to be ok today,
It will stop when you fight for what you want,
Two hours becomes two minutes,
Though it feels like forever,
I look into your eyes,
I feel the warmth, the desire,
Inside I wont to reach my hand across,
It feels so right when really its so wrong,
Drunk my drink, and sh*t happens,
Depressed I sit outside, she comforts me,
Her arm around me, I wrap mine around her too,
Hearing the whispers of my heart beating,
But we are just freinds, the beating stops,
Baring the pain, inside me I feel like crying,
I love her so much, two hours hurts its so long,
I sit for two hours more evryday,
Dreaming is for the weak,
Destroit but true this is me
I work all week, I live a lie of a life,
I try so hard but dont get far,
A dead end job, with dead end dreams,
All I wont is fun but it never seems,
That way,
These last two hours have hurt, please just go away,
Please leave me dead,
Please leave this place in my head
Two hours, two hours it takes,
one minute your fine, the next your broke,
F*ck this life Iv had enough,
My dreams are always two hours away,
two days, two years, too far they never stay,
Iv f*cked up evrything,
my freinds I feel against me,
although I dont know why,
stop, please wont you leave me alone,
please Im crying now,
the dead end world,
the dead end time,
this dead end life,
these last two hours have been hell,
I wish these two hours would go well,
but that is just a dream,
this is not reailty! "
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Re: Two Hours (Score: 1)
by Missy on Wednesday, September 07 @ 21:02:47 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message) | I liked this, was reading afew of ur other poems, i kinda like ur style. This was good, in the whole piece you use the idea of waiting for two hours and only having two hours that end up not going well. You put what your going through as if you go through it in hours that end up seeming like minutes. like the way you expressed your pain and depression. keep writing, writing is a good release in ways it has helped me.
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