New heights (1), by *****Junior Walker*****
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I’m getting bitter
Inside I feel myself dying
It’s as if I have no feelings at all
But inside I feel my soul crying
It beats its head against skin walls
And tries to escape through slit wrists
Asking if it matters to anyone
Whether or not I exist
In between questioning my lifestyle
Asking where I’m going;
Till I’m left hopeless
And feel my every insecurity is showing
Loved ones peel away my fingers
Rather than helping me to hold on
Not one says, it’ll be alright
Just hang on
I just wish I could make them all see
Just how much this pain hurts
Show the emptiness that fills my heart
Without showing how blood spurts
I do what I can to resist the temptation
And at the same time resist drugs
Sometimes that means having multiple girls
This means getting multiple hugs
And after I’ve tried everything
I still can’t feel love
But rest everything on one comfort
And it comes from high high above
Tonight death will come when I call
Not when its time
There’ll be no more pain
Death, but a victimless crime.
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Posted: 2008-09-22 01:57:41 UTC |
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2007-07-13 03:21:48 | ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~ |
RE: your poem
a song for you Junior
Thank You Lord For Your Blessings On Me
As the world looks upon me
as I struggle along
They say I have nothing
but they are so wrong
In my heart I’m rejoicing
how I wish they could see
Thank you Lord
for your blessings on me
There's a roof up above me
I've a good place to sleep
There's food on my table
And shoes on my feet
You gave me your love Lord
And a fine family
Thank you Lord
for your blessings on me
Now I know I'm not wealthy
and these clothes
they’re not new
I don’t have much money
but Lord I have you
And to me that’s all that matters
though the world cannot see
Thank you Lord
for your blessings on me.
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