PeaceSearcher

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Rambling Depression

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life

My hope has decreased,
My want to change the world is decreased.
I keep making mistakes,
There are no returns, or retakes.
I canâ€™t handle all I do wrong,
Sometimes I think
If myself
the accident
didnâ€™t grow and live,
There would be nothing wrong.
You know what is the hardest?
Waking up in the morning and going to work,
When I see happy people,
I think why.
Why are they happy?
I think I deserve to be happy,
But around every corner of right there is a wrong.
That one wrong pulls me into the dark shadow of my mind.

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		The Immortal Wize says: This is so dark and creepy because I know these feelings so well...so deeply moving. around every corner of right there is a wrong. this one line is fire! poems by this commentor In A Daze Samahani! Holding is not having
		2b2b2 says: Painfully True....I too relate!!! poems by this commentor Remnants of Our Bond Guild for the Ill Concept Shun
		bekz580 says: Powerful stuff! Good work! poems by this commentor Lost My Letter to You... Wrong Side of a Love Song
		mrmelody7 says: I am one of those happy people, have a lot of me time, doesn't make me lonely makes me happy misery loves company poems by this commentor Where Did Those Poems Go Climbing The Tree Of Life Time Machine
		DallasCowgirl says: Keep up the good work with your writing!

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY PeaceSearcher

We are not blood

We are not blood,
But this women unknowingly loves when I bleed.
She criticizes me,
She yells at me,
She doesn't listen when I speak,
She doesn't remember when I tell her things,
She loves to tear me down.
Only she can hurt,
Only she can stress,
Only she can say as she please.
She angers me,
She boils my blood,
She makes me want to yell.
That means she wins.
The beast shouldn't win,
Its not fair.
Who has learned this woman's tricks,
Who has learned to ignore,
Who has learned to be emotionless,
Who she calls mother,
The beauty should win.

(just a rough draft)

Right this moment

Things are crashing in my life,

My sanity with suffice,

Crumbs of the pieces break smaller,

I am being choked by my collar.

My heart is twisted,

My mind has drifted.

I'm doing the best I can,

What is our game plan?

My anxiety is suffocating me,

If it was summer id sit under the cherry tree,

My hands would shake and probably drop my tea.

Things right now are driving me crazy,

My eyes are heavy,

I'm so irrational lately.

I am zoning out to write this,

Yet I'm not feeling bliss,

While I hear my iTunes.

I get lost,

and I write

Things change...

I said I only wanted you,

now that's not the truth anymore,

I can't believe I swore.

Things change, and rearrange.

I'd rather not be apart of your twisted life,

I've found my own happiness in my own life,

I have a different way of life,

no more words of your knife life,

so have a nice life.

Most nights...

My friends have fallen to dream land,

I stay awake unplanned,

I like to think with my eyes open.

If my eyes close for bed and I'm not tired,

I begin to feel uninspired,

my mind is then left wired.

I've tried to close my eyes,

but once the thoughts start they can't demise.

We Condone...

I'm sitting on a bench in the hall,

looking around and writing this on my phone,