it's one of those crying days
sick of my life
sick of my job
sick of feeling alone
sick of hearing others' pain
sick of being unable to help
sick of endless troubles
a day for crying
to let out the sick
to psyche out the demons of helpless impotence
too sick to bother a friend
too upset to cry to my man
a day of lonely despair
sick of my life
sick of my job
sick of feeling alone
sick of hearing others' pain
sick of being unable to help
sick of endless troubles
a day for crying
to let out the sick
to psyche out the demons of helpless impotence
too sick to bother a friend
too upset to cry to my man
a day of lonely despair
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Re: sick of my life
Fri, May 16, 2008 - 8:32 AMboxed in
dusty thoated
sneezy closet
cleaning cobwebs
catch the wave
transition surfing
sunlight hoping
splashing waves
through doors
into the air
out of confining caves,
will things change,
even fueled by
major bouts of
total rearangement
or stay stuck like
feet in strange cement -
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Re: sick of my life
Fri, May 16, 2008 - 9:28 AMhosing down the dusty corners
airing out the dream catcher
heavies and lows begone
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Unsu...
Re: sick of my life
Sat, May 17, 2008 - 10:27 AMmy being sick of living my life
appears part of my struggle to stay living
to be able to fully my whole lived experience
from living my own felt sense of what my life is about
giving my self a jolt in my thinking as to why I must go on
my being sick of living my life seems to me so worth its while
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Unsu...
Re: sick of my life
Sat, May 17, 2008 - 10:31 AMI also get sick of making mistakes :o)
to be able to fully my whole lived experience
should be
to be able to fully know my whole lived experience
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Re: sick of my life
Sat, May 17, 2008 - 11:40 AMpick myself up
dust myself off
start all over again
did i say that? -
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Re: sick of my life
Sat, May 17, 2008 - 7:01 PMthe proverbial inner voice
always has something to say
i can listen or not, but voice always has something to say -
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Unsu...
Re: sick of my life
Sun, May 18, 2008 - 6:57 AMat times, the voice within my head sickens me
recurrently and repeatedly it speaks on and on
enactive process, mind inside my living matter
being embodied and embedded to always stay
whether this voice seems friend or foe, it's me
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