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I’m inadequate, not you
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2010
The very best in me is the worse in you
I am nothing in your eyes
I will fail at everything I ever try to do
I am my own demise
I chose to be who I have always been
This person dark and hollow
And I refuse to see what has been seen
The truth is hard to swallow
I could be the happy person I once was
All I’d have to do is try
And I can see what all this self hate does
But I never say good-bye
This is just about the most
This is just about the most pitiful, heart-wrenching thought I have ever read... Moving, Rabbit. It's like below the bottom of the depths of depression...a place I was without knowledge of being there for many years of my life. I now call it 'the great repression'... :-)
Awesome poetry, honey!!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
:)
:( I am sorry to hear that you suffered from depression for so long, I hope it is lesss suffering more managing now.
thanks :) I am not a fan of this poem so I am very glad others are :) no poem should go unloved!
Much Love
Ashley
Thanks, Rabbit. No need to be
Thanks, Rabbit. No need to be sorry as I actually benefitted from it more than most would ever have the capability of understanding. Your sentiment, however is pleasantly accepted and appreciated, so you can turn the frown upside down ;-) You're sweet as heck and I love your poems!
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
:) <3
:) <3
Much Love
Ashley
My dear Rabbit
I would love your permission to turn this exceptional piece into a song.
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
:)
REALLY!?! exceptional?
lol
sure why not, just send me a clip of it
Much Love
Ashley