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Array ( [sid] => 145375 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => No Restitution. [time] => 2008-09-25 09:16:33 [hometext] => [bodytext] => For me there is no restitution
I am alone, mute in my confusion
Searching for an answer
Because the darkness of not knowing erodes my mind like a cancer
And I'm falling and falling
Faster and faster
As I hit the ground
Even then there is no sound
For I do not exist
Trace your fingertips along my open wrists
This is the bed I made
This is where I laid
Silently prayed
Took one last breath and faded away
Now day after day
I haunt the same places
The same faces
Because even in death I get no rest
I still carry your knife inside my chest
Right where you left it
I remember the feeling
I'll never forget it
In a matter of seconds my heart had died
You murdered me so I committed suicide
And they say time heals all
But that's just not the case
There still isn't a day that goes by when a tear doesn't stream my face
And from my cold, lonely world I still question why
Why this angel cannot fly
Why I loved you to death but I'm the one who had to die
All of these questions no one can explain
So I sit idle in my pain
Mute in my confusion
Dead to the world
Because for me...
There is no restitution.







[comments] => 1 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 48 [informant] => bleedthelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
No Restitution.

Contributed by bleedthelove on Thursday, 25th September 2008 @ 09:16:33 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



For me there is no restitution
I am alone, mute in my confusion
Searching for an answer
Because the darkness of not knowing erodes my mind like a cancer
And I'm falling and falling
Faster and faster
As I hit the ground
Even then there is no sound
For I do not exist
Trace your fingertips along my open wrists
This is the bed I made
This is where I laid
Silently prayed
Took one last breath and faded away
Now day after day
I haunt the same places
The same faces
Because even in death I get no rest
I still carry your knife inside my chest
Right where you left it
I remember the feeling
I'll never forget it
In a matter of seconds my heart had died
You murdered me so I committed suicide
And they say time heals all
But that's just not the case
There still isn't a day that goes by when a tear doesn't stream my face
And from my cold, lonely world I still question why
Why this angel cannot fly
Why I loved you to death but I'm the one who had to die
All of these questions no one can explain
So I sit idle in my pain
Mute in my confusion
Dead to the world
Because for me...
There is no restitution.











Copyright © bleedthelove ... [ 2008-09-25 09:16:33]
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Re: No Restitution. (User Rating: 1 )
by BornReckless on Tuesday, 30th September 2008 @ 04:31:47 AM AEST
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god i love your poetry. you have so much love and pain.




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