I am Way Too Needy

I am too needy of an individual. It is a really bad trait when you combine it with a bit (or maybe a lot) of emotional instability, social isolation, being constantly overanalytical, and a history of mental abuse (mostly self inflicted hehehe).

This poem is about having relationship problems with the world, and how trying to see the world too differently than what others see can be suicidal.

The title of that poem is "The Crash" and the content itself is about different types of crashes most people go through

• a mental one from putting too much stress on yourself, or letting others do it to you
  
• an emotional one from realizing how much of your life and potential you wasted
  
• an emotional one for feeling that it is too late to change your broken ways
  
• an emotional one for realizing how you should appreciate life more than you do
  
• an emotional one for realizing how much you will hurt other people if you don't start caring more about living
  
• a social one from not being able to communicate clearly
  
• a social one from expecting others to be more understanding
  
• a chemical one from using too many drugs
  
• a physical one from poor diet or exercise
  
• a physical one from when the emotion / chemical / mental instability finally catch up with you in the real world
  
• death or suicide when you have had too much of any or all of the above

At the end it says "he wasn't clever enough to make it look like an accident" which is another way of saying that rarely are the results of our actions or inactions an accident or surprise, but that when we go against the grain and against the odds eventually the odds catch up with you.

Posted at September 14, 2006 11:06 PM