Changing Sides Poem by Amy Fifita
Changing Sides
Head is spinning,
Faith is numb,
I have no happiness,
But I need some.
I feel misery,
I feel hate,
Life's too hard,
I'm about to dissipate.
I've sunk too much,
And now I'm drowning,
I ask for help,
But no alarms are sounding.
Now I cut myself,
It isn't fun,
I believe in God,
But now I'm the satanic one.
Friday, February 13, 2009
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5/4/2024 11:58:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Everyone gets afflicted with dark thoughts every so often. Steadfast belief on the one who gave you life should deter you from ending a life thet you do not own.