Erica Smith
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I used to know a girl named Samantha
She was a good friend of mine
She made it seem as if I wasn't alone
She gave my thoughts reason and rhyme
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My mind contemplates suicide
Ignoring the urge to die
I continue to live my lonely life
Everyone seeing my face
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Torrents of sleeplessness rip through my veins
Quests of purpose across grey matter
Why? When? Who? infect my brain
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Well ****; chalk it up to a case of star struck
Not seeing with sight, not quite enough fight to make eyes right.
What was hoped for hopefully abandoned by the savage that is ME...
Apparently.
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Writing is and isn't my peace
Because I can't write fast enough
Desire to pour it out on paper
Look at it
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Do you know I think about you every day?
When I look down at my wrists I feel again
All the sadness I tried to cut away.
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(I wrote this poem in 2002 about my best friend who committed suicide in Dec 2005)
I miss my soul mate
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Sometimes its like I slip away
Into this place where everything is dark and cold
Its only here where I can be alone with my thoughts
All alone with what seems to be reality
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Erica Smith Biography
I am 22 and just figuring out that I am at the start of the end. I am trying to figure out my purpose in life. I had my daughter Paige who is now 5 when I was barely 17 and until recently didn't think of anything in the category of 'purpose' besides her. I am going to school for surgical technology for two reasons.1) Primarily because anatomy and physiology fascinate me and 2) Because its what society says your supposed to do and since I have no acceptable role models I am trying to piece together the remnants of morality and reason from our wicked, havoc-ridden, excuse for an American dream. Jaded yes, cynical perhaps, lost more than anything. I use my poetry as a positive tool to get somewhere in my sea of thoughts. Thanks for reading.)
The Best Poem Of Erica Smith
A Girl Named Samantha
I used to know a girl named Samantha
She was a good friend of mine
She made it seem as if I wasn't alone
She gave my thoughts reason and rhyme
I shared my insecurities and weaknesses with her
I shared stories of many kinds
But little did I know she was going to sneak up on me
And stab me from behind
So i guess I never really knew this girl
I just thought I did
But through this chaos I've reaped another lesson,
Always keep the 'real you' hid
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