Life through my eyes

i try to smile but all the time
the sorrow shows in my eyes
i am barely holding on to llife
opportunities are slipping through my fingers
people tell me to be strong
tomorrow will be a better day
but when i wake up in the morning
i end up feeling worse than yesterday

everyday i am growing older
but i am still stuck in the same situation
all the optimism i had on first of january
faded away the last time i changed the calendar
there is no one to turn to..no one to talk to
i am steadily resisting the temptation to turn to crime
my desparation is growing by the minute
ridiculous thoughts are running through my mind

as it is right now..i am doubting my existence
the low self esteem drives me towards sucidal tendencies
now i am thinking out loud "if i am gone the world will not miss me"
and now i am heavily contemplating what method to use to end my life
but the positive inner voice inside of me helps me realise my stupidity
it gives me the strength to hold on and face the next day
i must admit that life is difficult but i know i will be successful
no what the challenges posed by living my life.




Poetry by Mike
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Written on 2006-03-22 at 14:32

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Zoya Zaidi
That is the spirit,
My daer Mike!
You are my brothe,
I know alright!

(((hugs for that spirit in yoopu dera Mike)))

Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-03-23


Zoya Zaidi
That is the spirit,
My daer Mike!
You are my brothe,
I know alright!

(((hugs for that spirit in yoopu dera Mike)))
2006-03-23