Ann Thrope Poems
|1.||A Poem For The Cutter||4/25/2006|
|4.||Conformity? No Thanks.||5/24/2006|
|19.||Army Of The Willing||7/26/2006|
|23.||Crash And Burn||4/9/2007|
|24.||Once A Liar, Always A Liar||11/13/2006|
|26.||I Didn'T Ask For This||6/15/2006|
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I Didn'T Ask For This
I didn’t ask for this
and I didn’t ask for your help.
I didn’t ask to be like this
and I won’t ask for your help.
It’s all turning into black
and slipping through my fingers.
My failures are everything,
my achievements have become nothing.
I am becoming who I was
and who I was is swallowing me whole.
I never asked you to help me
cause I never wanted you to get pulled into this.
I never questioned your motives,
only my own.
Don’t feel like you have to help,
and don’t you dare try to take my blame.
I did this.
I have to stop it.
I have to ...
I'm spiralling away,
tripping into the sky,
flying into my mind, slipping into a darker lie.
i made myself this way.
i could have quit,
but i kept going,
and suddenly it's caught up with me.