Suffocated

I'm scared.
I feel lost.
Don't know what to do.
Don't know how I should feel.
Everything's going wrong.
I need somebody,
But when I call out,
There's just nobody!
Silence.
Dark.
Sadness.
They haunt me,
I want to see the light
I can't wait to smile.
But there's nothing that can make me feel alive!
It's only
Silence,
Darkness and...
Sadness!
They have filled the spaces around me.
They are stuck to my skin;
I got no place to breathe.
There's just no option for me
But to be alone,
To get suffocated and
Live a dead life...
With myself
Alone!

Umm...I got my results. I passed. But well...My mum's not happy! Life still sucks. And guess it always will!
Take Care!
xoxo

Comments

  1. SonshuMay 3, 2009 at 10:12 PM

    GR8 U PASSED? Good now go enjoy! Moms not happy? Awww...sad! Tell her ud do btr next time Juhi! Are u on facebook btw?

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  2. Hemanth PotluriMay 3, 2009 at 10:16 PM

    congrats on ur results :)...moms will be satisfied but they want their kid to be better :)..u should love ur mom more :)..the poem was good but little darkness added into it ...but it had nice wording's :)..

    urs..hemu..

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  3. DiyaMay 3, 2009 at 10:16 PM

    Is this the reflection of the after effects of results? :P
    Great to know you passed, and bout not being happy... no parents are any day happy about their ward`s performance :P Even I have been through the same phase, so no need to be worried, It`ll pass :)

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  4. RinkalMay 4, 2009 at 2:02 AM

    hiiiii juhi, how r u?congrates for u have been passed.no problem tell mother that i will do better next time.in which std.u came.

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  5. OpaqueMay 4, 2009 at 3:47 AM

    Like the pinch of darkness in this one!!! Good job!!! Keep writing!!! I appreciate such experimentation!!!

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  6. Arnab MajumdarMay 4, 2009 at 6:16 AM

    Don't worry, life won't suck all the time. Live it, you'll see :)

    Nice poem as always. How do you do it??

    Cheers...

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  7. JackMay 4, 2009 at 10:03 AM

    Juhi,

    Navigated from my space. Thanks for your visit. Read this one and scanned some more. You write well. Why do you feel there is no one to support you? Will read more later and write.

    Take care

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  8. AnonymousMay 4, 2009 at 3:48 PM

    congrats! i just posted! if you want you could follow me so, you can know when I post something before i tell you.

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  9. DibsyMay 4, 2009 at 6:20 PM

    Hehe that lady is eating a flower. o.o

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  10. MacMay 4, 2009 at 8:46 PM

    very nice. :)

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  11. TabithaMay 4, 2009 at 9:33 PM

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  12. TabithaMay 4, 2009 at 9:36 PM

    Hey Sweets...Congrates...Dont worry ur mom will be fine...My mom usted to be upset all d time wid my math marks...Nice Poem...Strong words have been used by u...take care...Cheer up :)

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  13. PallavMay 4, 2009 at 10:50 PM

    congo.....
    beta dnt woryy...
    moms r always in hurry...
    i mean ki ache number aaye.....

    so dnt take tension ..
    n always cheers as i mention

    Pallav

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  14. RinkalMay 5, 2009 at 2:09 AM

    hi i am sure you will do good next time never think negative think always positive and you will get that whatt you want but think positive.i will come in 8th i have also got only 82%but i will do good next time.


    take care
    bye

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  15. GinGerMay 5, 2009 at 5:15 AM

    heyyaa...congrats.....iam so happy u passed...make sure u do much better...n make ur mommma happppy....

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  16. VictoriaMay 5, 2009 at 11:00 AM

    im glad that you passed :) and great poem! :)

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  17. JillianMay 6, 2009 at 12:07 PM

    Thanks!!!!!
    I love writing that sort of thing. It's my favorite.

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