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""venting"" by serotonin lost

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pressure build around me
collage gets on top of me
friends turn there back on me
pearents "miss understand" me
rumours suround me (for doing something nice)
people lean on me
teachers try to push me
girlfriends family hates me
mates g/f dreams of me (try explaining that one)
crying eyes burn me
weight training kills me
fuel prices bust me
caffine sustains me
cigarettes escape me
and you all insult me

NOW LETS VENT

i sit in my room at night with my head racing
i go out to the lounge room and begin pacing
my thoughts trying to proccess the life i'm facing
crackes appear on the outside of my caseing

i sit at the computer and let my fingers run
words of hate and stress fall from the tips
i start to feel better about my self
slowed breathing with a cigarette pressed to my lips

but then i read a rant about smoking
pnumonia sets in as winter is fading
i quit my addiction due to the pain i'm feeling
physical in the end but mental beggining

now when i pace at night i can only breathe the oxygen
but it feels better now my lungs are clear
my mind however seams to be pounding
chemical imbalence returns i fear

i sleep less these days now i have to drive
150km each day just for my brother to survive
drinking lost his licence but not his job
so i drive him as my head throbs
headaches from lack of sleep
my sanity i try to keep

constant homework, constant work, constant torment, constant stress, constant driving, constant training.

ohh did i forget that bit?
basketball twice a week

getting up at 5 each morn
getting to sleep with 5 hours to dawn
chemistry, physics, and math make midnight my bed
no amount of codine stops the pounding in my head

vent my stress
survive anouther day
you may not like it
but this is my way
yes i'm whinning
this i don't regret
this is me, this is a good as i gets



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On Saturday August 20th, 2005, Dysphoria (169) writes:
I wish I could talk to you, you could vent to me. I miss talking to you. great write by the way, it flowed excellently. and your not stupid!!!!!! -Love Justina


On Wednesday August 17th, 2005, Evil (552) writes:
you did fucking fail english.. didnt you. you poor stupid bastard.


On Thursday August 18th, 2005, serotonin lost (225) writes:
yes... i'm so stupid my last IQ test showed a result 163,


On Sunday August 21st, 2005, Six-Out (1832) writes:
Hahhaah. 163 eh? A regular Doogie Howser.


On Sunday August 21st, 2005, Evil (552) writes:
=\ i really dont fucking care.. sorry, kid


On Wednesday August 17th, 2005, ApathysKiss (471) writes:
ey this is mean, i'm sure a lot of people here didn't even finish high school, darl. ~m~


On Thursday August 18th, 2005, serotonin lost (225) writes:
i passed high school, it turns out if you pass high enough in math and science they let you through,


On Wednesday August 17th, 2005, elisa (1988) writes:
i completely understand the whole 'venting' thing.....i don't vent anymore.... not as honest and raw as i should - that is the one thing i don't respect about myself - i use too....


On Wednesday August 17th, 2005, elisa (1988) writes:
...until a couple years ago when i decided to trust some of my closest friend who told me that i was a horrible person and i treated people like shit - it broke my heart - basically i lost my identity, it was like finding out i wasn't who i thought i was.


On Wednesday August 17th, 2005, elisa (1988) writes:
...in hindsight i realize they said it so i wouldn't get mad at them anymore for treating me like shit.....it has changed something in me in such an ugly way - i feel like i have a blackhole of hate in my heart these days...


On Wednesday August 17th, 2005, serotonin lost (225) writes:
with no way to expess fully how deep that hole goes, i know exactly how you feel, i fealt that way for several years, but i changed.. back to what i used to be, it was the only way for the hollow nothingness in my heart to disapear


On Wednesday August 17th, 2005, ApathysKiss (471) writes:
cheer up ~ nice vent loved the rhythm loved its reference to reality, wonderful, read. hope you are feeling better. ~michelle



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