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i want to become new
but in order for a new the old must die
i want to find a new life
but first i have to leave this one
i have narrowed it down to my roof or a knife
the fatal weapon of my destruction
but all along it has been me
I'm killing myself
i have made the decision
someone find me i need help
i cry out in the rain but no one hears me
i wail on the roof top but angels ignore me
they just want me to come home
i want to be home
under the earth my heart will pound
all the way shaking the ground
i just want someone to hear me
someone to understand
through my sadness I'm tired of holding my own hand
i can only give myself the comfort of sleep
but even then i am not at peace
out with the old and in with the new
i want to hear it be chanted
not only by me my sorrows brew
to drink it i will parish
i will push away my ghostly crew
and the end of it all will be cherished
Really Deep
This poem is really good, I connect here in a lot of ways, unfortunately. It is very good, and I hope to see lots more from you. :)
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I am sending you love and
I am sending you love and light. Try to look at the positive in things. Learn to meditate. Take up yoga. Get yourself out around other people and try to make new connections. Healing communities are a great place to start feeling better. <3
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thank u and i am starting to
thank u and i am starting to feel better with the help of a friend. <3
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Glad to hear. Keep your chin
Glad to hear. Keep your chin up! hugs
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...and understand well the holding my own hand part - self praise and comforting works okay - but you look in the same places inside, writers create their own spaces - I changed into a new person every year, sometimes twice a year - choose and become - A