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By Jgottum
@Jgottum (1)
United States
July 3, 2008 5:13pm CST
Let me post one of mine to start things up...
I can't even stand up straight,
got the world on my shoulders, don't know how much longer I can handle the weight,
before my back breaks,
trapped in a maze, about to panic because I just can't escape,
I always planned to be great,
be a man and get paid,
but this world is full of insanity and hate,
gave in to temptations, and redirected my fate,
fearing that my death is only seconds away,
so let us pray that tommorow is better than yesterday,
but if I get put to rest today,
plus accept my faulted resume,
I know I should have been living in a better way,
but I was just swept away by the storms of life,
no excuses,
but I felt like I was just born to die,
torn up inside, wondering what being normals like,
I could ignore it and hide but i'll leave the door wide,
you can see the struggle in my eyes,
I swallow all my pride, bow my head and confess,
I need you in my life god, because without you i'm a mess
2 responses
@greenline (14838)
• Canada
3 Jul 08
That's beautiful. You have the talent for writing. There are many places you can write online and get rewarded for.
@1stshawty (116)
• Trinidad And Tobago
3 Jul 08
I wanted him to be better,
better than i could be,i wanted him to take my sadness and give joy back to me.
but how could i want these things from you,
when your nothing but a man?
still different from any other i know so help me understand.
why can you make promises and follow through for me,set aside your pride and needs to be what i need you to be.
No No,don't change yourself,this is not what i asked you for
i know this is a two way street,but i have seen so few here before
you so want to make me happy,hear me laugh and see me smile
and not because i ask you to,but simply because you like,No you love,you love me and as strange as it may seem.
i can touch you and hold you as long as i wish but only in my dreams
i can cry on your shoulder and hear your voice,but only in my dreams.
