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Poetry: Bitter Poetry
up or down
by condemned kris

Ilay awake all night, no sleep for me these days.
tourtured by my thoughts and my wicked ways.
I'm not sure what's up or down or what lays ahead.
so I just use liquor so I can go to bed.
I haven't stopped missing you I thought one day I would.
So I've stopped doing the things though I know I should.
There is no more drive to do what is right.
Cause I only have myself to blame when I go to bed at night.
I wish that I was better, I wish that I could change.
I wish that I could brethe without it feeling strange.
I gasp for another breath, but it wont change a thing.
For I have lost that place of smiles and where birds sing.
I haven't made a decision in a month or so.
Cause as far as I'm concerned I have no place to go.
People smile as they pass me who the hell are they.
They can have their phoney lives, while mine just fades away.
I'll never stop missing you or all we were to do.
And everytime I close my eyes I will still see you.
I don't know what's up or down, and now I never will.
And now that I have lost you I don't know how to feel..


I'm sorry Kris Bell, MI

 
 
 
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