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Responsible
Responsible
What does that mean?
Not losing,
Not lazy.
Try harder.
Work harder.
Be an adult.
Not clumsy,
Not forgetful,
Never forget.
Everything but me.
All that I am not.
Not responsible.
Not now,
Not ever.
'I have to ready you for the real world.'
Where is that?
Obviously not here.
But I don't cut,
I don't bleed,
I wake up,
Is that not it?
No.
Despite my best efforts,
There is one thing I can be responsible for,
The end,
My end
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| I think this is awesome. Good work. |
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I get that way sometimes too, I think a lot of it is dietary, and I need regular exercise too, 30 minute walk, horse ride, swim, other... and check this:
http://www.despardes.com/Food/news/101205-prozac-fish.html
also google new research on dark chocolate minimum 70% cocoa solids ... hey, works for me |
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| Love the subject of responsibility...very uncommon. And the connection between responsibility and blood seems very strong to me. This poem took an interesting turn in my mind as I wondered if it was written almost in the voice of a creature of the undead...say a zombie...who doesn't bleed, who doesn't think or care, and yet questions about responsibility still linger. Is bloodlessness a metaphor for lack of caring? I don't know. This poem raises many questions. I felt there was room for more context at the beginning...like where exactly is the voice asking the question what responsibility mean asking the question? At school? Standing in a supermarket shopping line? At the gas station? Without a sense of place this poem risks floating into consciousness from out of nowhere...not that it needs to come from a specific place, but I found myself curious and wanting to know who and where the voice of this poem is coming from. Provocative! |
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| Sometimes when I think that I am not ready for the world I justify it by saying the world isn't ready for me. Therefore I can make my exit now...without ever showing my face to the world. It's an easy cop out...it's the easiest answer that leaves no room for correction. |
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| Never forget." drop that line as you said the same thing in the line above it. I think you need to read my suicide poem again Sam. |
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