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Pen in hand
These lines I write
Every day
Another fight

I hope for the best
But expect the worst
My life a tragedy
One giant curse

The fear I have of loneliness
Brings me further out of touch
The very things that feed my soul
Do nothing more than eat a hole

Now hearing noises
In my head
Going crazy
Should be dead

I try to live
Try to fight
Awake and thinking
Every night
 
The words I spit
I soon forget
Six feet deep
Inside a pit

Begging for acceptance
But fearing
And feeling
An evil presence

For now…
My life has gone to shit
Six feet deep
Inside a pit

Yet I still have
My life to live
And only myself
To forgive

And in the end
The pain will quit
Six feet deep buried
In my pit




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On Thursday December 9th, 2004, Urban Shipwreck (968) writes:
I was about to give up on this until the last couple of stanzas added a great positive note. I especially can relate to the 'only myself to forgive' stanza. Nicely done. ~Ship!


On Tuesday January 27th, 2004, An Expired Member (33) writes:
I loved this. Greatness. Beautiful. -Doll


On Saturday January 17th, 2004, braindead_poet (577) writes:
I think epochalypse has Rhymer Envy. Whos gives a flying fuck about your style; it's yours do with with whatever the hell you want. This was a damn good poem, regardless of anything (I hope that sounds like a compliment; it was supposed to).


On Sunday January 18th, 2004, -Oz- (173) writes:
yeah i'm agreeing with braindead.......this is definatly a WOW on my list of poems.....good write! ~YeStErDaY~


On Saturday April 3rd, 2004, SilentStalker (1318) writes:
...yeah, from one rhymer to another, worry not of epoch's views...perfectionism is a virtue, of sorst...


On Saturday April 3rd, 2004, SilentStalker (1318) writes:
*sorts*...damn fingers...


On Friday January 16th, 2004, stormtalk (881) writes:
Everyone else is wrong... the poem is good, the idea is good, but the rhymes are forced. Let go of ABAB, and control your rhymes... don't let them control your words ;)


On Friday January 16th, 2004, suicideseason (2102) writes:
i am never wrong!!!;)season


On Wednesday January 7th, 2004, Mistress Shadow (386) writes:
I liked this, it moves eloquently.~T~


On Monday January 5th, 2004, Dancing_Monkey (1761) writes:
lol the power of turning the word shit and the word pit into pure poetry.. I love it.. *claps*


On Saturday January 3rd, 2004, SilentStalker (1318) writes:
...cool...good flow, good rhyme, and nice and dark for us...must read more... -Darun


On Monday December 29th, 2003, Drifter (355) writes:
More proof you got talent! Awesome job, keep it coming.


On Monday December 29th, 2003, Demosthenes (222) writes:
lovely. i like the change in rhymey structureness. thats not a word... -B


On Monday December 29th, 2003, Evil (491) writes:
o.O perty. me like. good work. i look forward to more poems in the future._-=Evil=-_


On Monday December 29th, 2003, suicideseason (2102) writes:
i must say this is not what i expected from a poet names bob the mailman.quite incredible!"I hope for the best But expect the worst My life a tragedy One giant curse"well put!i love this.write more.~season


On Monday December 29th, 2003, Drea (920) writes:
i enjoyed this. great title ~Drea~


On Saturday January 3rd, 2004, An Expired Member (14) writes:
you're good at this, it flows really easily..keep writing!



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