This Thing

Bu2
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I'm alone, at first, in what they want to call a waiting room.
Well, at least I have a TV.
But it's so loud, and there's no remote and I can't turn it down.
All I really want is to think.
I want to think about this for the last time.
I want to be sure that it’s something I lack.
I want to want this thing that’s inside me.
I want to get up and leave and never come back.
Oh dear God, I want to get this over with.
Oh dear God, I want someone to talk with.
Another woman walks in, and sits beside me in this makeshift room.
Like me she is wearing nothing but sneakers and socks and a gown.
We don't speak at first.
We're too busy looking each other up and down.
And then she does this thing that makes me want to cry.
She says, "This your first time, honey? You don't look like you belong".
And of course she's so right.
But I wish somehow that I could tell her she's wrong.
This thing that has happened, it's so wrong.
To think it just happened one night.
So I tell her, and she's nodding her head.
She looks at me with sympathy.
She says, "41 and it's your first time.....my oh my, you poor thing."
Then she turns to the TV and says, "I can't hear it, is there a remote?"
She finds it and turns The Judge up louder, while my words get stuck in my throat.
I don't say anything.
I just think about this whole thing.
Then the nurse calls my name, and I'm gone.
Just like that, this thing is gone.
And here I am a year later, still trying to think that this thing was all wrong.
A year later, and I still hope that getting rid of this thing wasn't wrong.
A year later, and I know that I'll forever be singing this song.
Was I wrong? Was I wrong?
Well, at least I have a TV.
But it's so loud, and there's no remote and I can't turn it down.
All I really want is to think.
I want to think about this for the last time.
I want to be sure that it’s something I lack.
I want to want this thing that’s inside me.
I want to get up and leave and never come back.
Oh dear God, I want to get this over with.
Oh dear God, I want someone to talk with.
Another woman walks in, and sits beside me in this makeshift room.
Like me she is wearing nothing but sneakers and socks and a gown.
We don't speak at first.
We're too busy looking each other up and down.
And then she does this thing that makes me want to cry.
She says, "This your first time, honey? You don't look like you belong".
And of course she's so right.
But I wish somehow that I could tell her she's wrong.
This thing that has happened, it's so wrong.
To think it just happened one night.
So I tell her, and she's nodding her head.
She looks at me with sympathy.
She says, "41 and it's your first time.....my oh my, you poor thing."
Then she turns to the TV and says, "I can't hear it, is there a remote?"
She finds it and turns The Judge up louder, while my words get stuck in my throat.
I don't say anything.
I just think about this whole thing.
Then the nurse calls my name, and I'm gone.
Just like that, this thing is gone.
And here I am a year later, still trying to think that this thing was all wrong.
A year later, and I still hope that getting rid of this thing wasn't wrong.
A year later, and I know that I'll forever be singing this song.
Was I wrong? Was I wrong?
Feels Good Inc.
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Though, very vague, I found it very touching ..Surf little waves big... Charge big waves hard
- Antwerp '06, Nijmegen '07, Werchter '070 -
And I had thought it wasn't vague enough! Go figure.
It's about an abortion clinic, actually.Feels Good Inc.0 -
your writing made me feel sad in a good wayset your laughter free
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out0 -
this one is good.
and remember it only matters what you think. no one else.
what may be right for one may not be right for some.or wrong if that's where your mindset is at.
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say0 -
But never be forgotten. No explanation needed, it was well written.K-The lost will do their best to get home, if they are loved. To our soldiers who have given what they had.0
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It was hard sharing this with my closest sister, and I still haven't gotten her feedback. Somehow, it's easier sharing all the deepest stuff right here, in the Pit. You guys are all wonderful. Thanks for understanding.Feels Good Inc.0
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The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key0 -
i knew what it was about almost immediately..very well written...beautiful...It's only after disaster that we can be resurrected...
it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)
... I'll ride the wave...where it takes me....0 -
Bu...I hope you are doing well
and come back soon
and play us a tune
on this Full MoonCreate Good Things........
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads0 -
Breathing still
Thank you for asking.Feels Good Inc.0
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