Doors

God, I don't think im ready 
my confidence is drowning like a Louisiana levee 
I don't feel prepared 
and all that comes won't be shared 
  
I don't posses what I feel is mine 
I feel like i've forgotten how to rhyme 
I'm hungry like im poor 
and I keep meeting up with closed doors 
  
But when I go where I go, sometimes I get lost 
I get led on and I get forgot 
So I approach life anxiously 
because I know more pain waits for me  





Poetry by Leila
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Written on 2013-03-28 at 10:23

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If this were not so well written it wouldn't hit as hard it does, which is very hard, plaintive, heartsore.
2013-03-30


Commentally Ill
(quotes the princess bride): life is pain, highness. anyone who tells you differently is selling something.

that being said, it is often balanced out with a thing called joy. half the people have it, the other half don't.....

-that- being said, confidence will open doors. when you're down, they know they can kick you, and they will. when you've got a steely look in your eyes that dares them to treat you as anything less than human, they'd rather chew tinfoil than piss you off.

***this has been another life lesson from c.i. - tune in next week for the upcoming "how to make your very own homemade water bong - and other useful information"***

now back to your regularly scheduled comments.
2013-03-29


F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
Not knowing, but knowing from the repetition of bad experiences that problems will inevitably come again. Apprehending and feeling stuck like options will perpetually remain alien and never come. Like efforts are never enough. This is what comes to my mind with your words. Powerful and emotive, I couldn't help being moved. I also liked the description of "my confidence is drowning like a Louisiana levee".
2013-03-28