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Im always there with open hands
Im always here with an open mind
Ive always had unjudgemental eyes
And ears that always had free time

I was ther for him when the gun was to his head
I was there for her when she was down
I was there for you when life left you for dead
All I ask is where the fuck are you now

No one even sees the pain behind my eyes
None will ever no the pain I carry to my end
But to help the world breathe better, Ive given up my life
But when will come my turn to have such friends

When will come my turn to show the world how I feel
When will be my time to smooth out the chaos in my head
How can I go on with smiles that arent even real
When the hardest task for me is simply getting out of bed

When I awake to face this world each morning
Everything I see I despise
Life infects my veins like poison
And each night I pray it dies

When I have so much hate it bleeds from my mouth
And so much anger boiling within me
Love, I cant even feel for my self
And my hate fueled from your sympathies

When will I be able to see the sun again
When will I be able to cry
To know the joy of tears on my face
So out of bed, I try

I look to where the sky should have been
And recive nothing but the devil's snares
Still I exhaust myself helping them
The human race - where no one cares
 
Wow, very touching and emotive piece...

Please know you are not alone... people on the other side of the world are feeling the exact same way.

Its hard being the one everyone spills there guts too- and you listen, you truly listen, and care. But always remember, there always will be someone, somewhere, who wants to listen to you. Just like here on this little forum... Although we may not be a real shoulder to cry on, we can still lend a virtual tissue with our replies.

Depression, or what seems like depression- being cynical of the world... thinking nobody understands... wondering where your friends are... its not uncommon... i think a lot of people would feel they have been there. Sometimes a change can help overcome these things, change of scenery,something new in your life... give yourself something to look forward to getting up to every day.

:) Pm me if u ever need someone to tell problems too...ive always been that good listener you seem to have been to your friends :)
 
this is a great piece that I'm sure most people can relate too. sometimes its lonely being human...

"Life infects my veins like poison
And each night I pray it dies"

great line
 
*tear* sweetie, you know if you ever need someone to talk to I am here.. you have listen to me many nites..

I'm really sorry babe.. I didn't know you felt this way.. you can always pop in for a visit.. or have us come down.. take care..
 
Holy shit man, a very bleak and scary piece of work, well written and squeezed into the exact shape and tone of depression. I think that there are very few people who could fail to empathise with the feelings you describe, I'm certainly not one of them. Depression is a fucking bitch, and the anger at not being able to change a damn thing can be incredibly destructive.

When I awake to face this world each morning
Everything I see I despise
Life infects my veins like poison
And each night I pray it dies

These lines stood out somewhat, because I occasionally still have days where I wake up and feel exactly like this.

Seriously good work. :)

-plaz out-
 
Definitely a good piece.

Easy to read and very obviously emotive. Its true, the human race can be a total bitch - but there is also alot of beautiful things contained within the twisted world of egos and and selfishness, it just seems very hard to find at times.

I hear you about the friends thing, where you are there for people and they don't seem to return the favour. They'll hear you, but not really listen.
Check out my "Friends" piece for a bit of my view on the value of friendship.

"No one even sees the pain behind my eyes
None will ever no the pain I carry to my end
But to help the world breathe better, Ive given up my life
But when will come my turn to have such friends"

i liked that,

good work man

Adikkal
 
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