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This time you say it’s over,
You say it’s not about her,
And that you’re moving on,
Moving on to greener grasses,

You bend down to kiss me,
Tell me that we should still be friends,
But I don’t believe you,
We were never friends and its not about to start now

You look down at me with those pitying eyes,
I don’t want your charity,
I don’t want you thinking about me,
I don’t want your charity but what I want is for you to leave

I’m such a basket case right now,
I just want to curl up and die,
But I get your messages and your cards,
They say that you’re sorry and that we should have coffee,

I don’t want your charity,
I don’t want all your sympathy,
I don’t want your charity
But I want to see is the back of you, your back facing me,

You send over flowers, chocolates and cards filled with love,
But you see it’s the wrong kind of love,
It’s the wrong of love to me,
Why don’t you see? Why don’t you love me? And why I am still, why am I still, just your charity

I wish I could hurt you,
Watch a bullet to the chest,
But now I know that I only think this because I still love you,
Yes I do, yes I do, I still love you,

I don’t want your charity,
I know you fills you ecstasy,
But do you know what it does to me?
I don’t want you charity and I don’t want your sympathy no more

I’m sitting on the street,
My hairs a mess and so are my feet,
My clothes are all torn and I’m begging for money,
You put some change into my hand

Why don’t you just come back to me?
Why don’t you just believe me?
And why can’t I stop being your charity,
Your charity, your charity, your charity

Does it make you feel better giving all this sympathy?
But what you don’t know is all this charity is making feel bad about me,
I don’t want to be a charity case; I don’t want to be a loser,
So please just come back to me,

I don’t want your charity,
I don’t want your sympathy,
I just want to be with you,
I don’t want your charity.
Maxy Sanderson

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Warning: the thematic persona of this poem may offend some readers?

There exists
a certain class
preying people.

Who strive
earnestly endeavour
to enlarge
personified problems.

Using optical illusions
to promote increase
strife awareness.

To stimulate
desired sympathy.

Dug in staunch
chronic sympathy seekers
sell a perverse mixture
comprising bullshit
fish boned gut
seaweed and fresh
horse manure.

Neglected apathetically
chronic sympathy seekers
do indeed ripen
unless lanced
with indigenous
frost flaming fortitude.

Being listless emotion leeches
sucking compassion
chronic sympathy seekers
tend to leave sought
languid victims drained.

Such spiritually void people
regularly sinuate schemes
to make common misfortune
magnified problems larger.

Carry poverty
with dignity.
No pretence
no attempt to hide.

Look it squarely
straight in sickly eye.
When faced with vigour
adversary will often flinch.

Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

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The Ultimate Denial

Depression is being tired, when you're never able to sleep
Depression is pity, when you hate other's sympathy
Depression is longing for more, when you never acknowlede what's already there
Depression is the feeling of self-hatred, when the arrogance is concurrently overwhelming
Depression is the repugnance of emotional discomfort, when a sanctuary for physical affliction exists
Depression is loathing at your own success, when the ones around you prosper
Depression is perfectionism, when you could care less about anything else
Depression is the rock that you choose to constantly trip over, when all you have to do is move around it...
Depression is the ultimate cost of denial, when the truth is too much to handle
acd bcd

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All On Earth

I died so many times in empathy,
Cried so many rhymes in sympathy,
Dreaming out the horrors in the dark –
Imbibing all the agony. Embark
I must, on travels out from gentle home –
A flagellating path; a track to roam:

I am to Hell to go, to ruin, aflamed,
And there, in queerest irony, be framed
In curse: what all on dubious earth have done:
The race to kill our planet has begun.

Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
Mark R Slaughter

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