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Array ( [sid] => 100103 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Blade of Goodness [time] => 2005-07-04 15:55:34 [hometext] => even the bad things can bring happiness [bodytext] => The blade of goodness,
Is in my sight.
I reach for it with all my might.
It seems so far away,
As it shines strong and bright.

The blade seems my only escape,
From the pain and depair I feel everyday.
To help me forget all the things I can't stand,
I take the divine blade in my hand.

The blade calls my name,
And tells me that it will take,
All my pain, saddness, and anger away.
Although I know that it is a lie,
I take the blade and start to slice,
Through my veins and let my regrets demise.

When the deed is over,
And I realize what I have done,
I break down and cry,
As I begin to run.

I run fast and far,
Suddenly I see a shooting star.
I make a wish,
For me to be content,
Just for a second.

Then I see it fall from the sky,
I think I see an angel descending from flight.
It shines as it gets close,
And I see the blade I had before.

It lands on the ground at my feet,
And I wonder, 'Is this what it is to be happy?'
I take the blade in my hand again,
As I remember what it did to me.

I hold it strong and tight,
And vow to never let it out of my sight.
I go to my room,
And put it in my drawer,
Because I know I will need it tomorrow,
When this whole ordeal is over.

But I know that this isn't the end,
Tomorrow I will run again.
The blade will land at my feet,
And I will be stuck in this dreadful cycle for eternity. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 13 [informant] => forsaken_soul33 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Blade of Goodness

Contributed by forsaken_soul33 on Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 03:55:34 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

The blade of goodness,
Is in my sight.
I reach for it with all my might.
It seems so far away,
As it shines strong and bright.

The blade seems my only escape,
From the pain and depair I feel everyday.
To help me forget all the things I can't stand,
I take the divine blade in my hand.

The blade calls my name,
And tells me that it will take,
All my pain, saddness, and anger away.
Although I know that it is a lie,
I take the blade and start to slice,
Through my veins and let my regrets demise.

When the deed is over,
And I realize what I have done,
I break down and cry,
As I begin to run.

I run fast and far,
Suddenly I see a shooting star.
I make a wish,
For me to be content,
Just for a second.

Then I see it fall from the sky,
I think I see an angel descending from flight.
It shines as it gets close,
And I see the blade I had before.

It lands on the ground at my feet,
And I wonder, 'Is this what it is to be happy?'
I take the blade in my hand again,
As I remember what it did to me.

I hold it strong and tight,
And vow to never let it out of my sight.
I go to my room,
And put it in my drawer,
Because I know I will need it tomorrow,
When this whole ordeal is over.

But I know that this isn't the end,
Tomorrow I will run again.
The blade will land at my feet,
And I will be stuck in this dreadful cycle for eternity.

Copyright © forsaken_soul33 ... [ 2005-07-04 15:55:34]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Blade of Goodness (User Rating: 1 )
by ForeverAlone on Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 04:16:08 PM AEST
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hmm, i like this, its creative, the way you used a dark subject and brought life to it, good work

~Clark

Re: Blade of Goodness (User Rating: 1 )
by igba on Monday, 4th July 2005 @ 07:08:05 PM AEST
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nice concept

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