All I Want
Here I lay broken hearted
Here upon this ground I stand
Where my tears and my life blood mingle
All I want to do is die!
I kneel in a sea of pain
All alone in a world of hate
All i want to do is cry!!!!!!
As i think of the way he treated me
As i think of how i let him treat me
Alone in a sea of confused pain
All I want to do is hate him!
I am done with the pain
I am done with the hurt
Most of all I am done with him
All I want is to move on with my life!
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Only You | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| Memories | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| I Miss Him | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| As I Lay Here | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| Imagine | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| My Caveman | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| Happiness | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| New Love | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| My Phantom | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| Why | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| The Pain | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| All I Want | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| Does He Know? | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| My Angel | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| Fear | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
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