I've got some short ones for you.
No. 19
When I look up,
I dont see the sky anymore,
just a wave of blackness,
that wasn't there before.
No. 20
He found her there dead,
she'd hung by the head,
unable to move nor to speak,
he cut the wretch down,
before he could drown,
in the tears he proceeded to weep.
No. 21 (my favourite)
Red Ribbon sewn through my skin to make me well,
I cannot compete with thee,
my ultimate relief.
I wrote No. 21 this morning, because on Friday night I cut myself to dull a depression.
Originally posted by Kharhmah
I've got some short ones for you.No. 19
When I look up,
I dont see the sky anymore,
just a wave of blackness,
that wasn't there before.No. 20
He found her there dead,
she'd hung by the head,
unable to move nor to speak,
he cut the wretch down,
before he could drown,
in the tears he proceeded to weep.No. 21 (my favourite)
Red Ribbon sewn through my skin to make me well,
I cannot compete with thee,
my ultimate relief.I wrote No. 21 this morning, because on Friday night I cut myself to dull a depression.
Originally posted by T.V.O.T.I.
gdgd. I heard a poem that was 2 words, so I really can't complain about length anymore.I LIKE THEM!!!
Originally posted by Blue Dragon
You cut yourself!? Kharhmah don't do that! I'm worried.... π
Originally posted by Coldfire
Those are really good.. but I'm sorry to hear you cut hun hug
Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
dude.... soo not the way to go K. gonna kick yer ass if you dont stop!!!! π (seriously though, dude... go talk to a counselor man. please.)
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Gosh that was a long post. π
That is so beautiful, i can so hear what u are saying, some of my friends were cutting themselves, they had nowhere to vent nefing, keep up the writing cos it's therapy too, more healthy than cutting (or smashing up ur hand on walls - my trik, i went 2 far once and only once).
Anyway, Its really good that ur are open about it....... may the scars last 4eva to remind u of the hells of ur past.nopity
Thanks hun. π
Originally posted by Blue Dragon
I have to ask; you weren't going to take it too far were you? I mean what does cutting you wrist do to you? I hate to ask.
I was planning the whole thing out so I think I did it to be able to gain complete control over something because I can't control anything else. π¬
I don't know if that made any sense or not . . . .
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No. 22
Pain I feel,
from one week,
without my addiction,
is immense,
unbearable,
my addiction breathes,
I hope,
He never leaves me.
No. 23 a.k.a. Silent Suicide
Stop me now,
through your relentless haunting,
so you will understand,
my reasoning,
for being,
who or what I will not be,
after now,
before today,
all I ever have,
and wont be,
will be dismissed,
for you are my reason for not being,
my loving pain and suffering,
My eternal Silent Suicide.
Originally posted by Kharhmah
Thanks Mario. πCalm down woman. π hug
Thanks. I'm fine now though. hug
π π I'm okay now.
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Gosh that was a long post. π
Originally posted by Kharhmah
No. 23 a.k.a. Silent Suicide
Stop me now,
through your relentless haunting,
so you will understand,
my reasoning,
for being,
who or what I will not be,after now,
before today,
all I ever have,
and wont be,
will be dismissed,for you are my reason for not being,
my loving pain and suffering,My eternal Silent Suicide.
Originally posted by FΓ«anor
hahahahaha....π
Originally posted by bloody bows1
wow! however im really sad to hear that you cut yourself it makes me really sad to hear about it when people do that to themseelves because my friend used to do that than eventually hung himself.he was 15.
r.i.p. jeff cry
Thanks Coldfire. π
Originally posted by bloody bows1
wow! however im really sad to hear that you cut yourself it makes me really sad to hear about it when people do that to themseelves because my friend used to do that than eventually hung himself.he was 15.
r.i.p. jeff cry