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Array ( [sid] => 102276 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Naked [time] => 2005-07-29 21:48:28 [hometext] => I want to tear this repulsive flesh from my bones... [bodytext] => 3:00 a.m.,

I’m lying here with the same restlessness as yesterday,
Spine twisted into rose origami,
Eyes bleeding diamonds of sorrow,
Feeling dirty in this skin…


I smell the discharged butterflies from between my legs
(FILTHY wretch…)
Smoldering desire radiating from my fingertips,
I think I need to take a **** on paper,
Because all of these chicken voices are screaming vulgarities,
And I HAVE to write them down…


The sky is urinating,
Clouds with ebony lining contort their faces with painful struggle,
A melancholic melody of lamentations abuses my window pane,
This dreariness is more than I can stand…

Worn illusions walk around my house topless,
Gossiping about beauty and decay,
Molesting my sanity without much relish…


I glare wearily at my growing despair sitting beside me,

And I can’t help but remember those times when I was loved,
And I can’t stop these acidic tears from melting my cheeks,
And I can’t resist the bitter kiss of metal upon my flesh…


I want to hang my head on Death’s gallows,
Unleash the putrid wretchedness of my thoughts,
(Vivid… so vivid…)
Perish gracelessly into nothing…

I WANT TO RIP THIS ******* SKIN OFF!

The excrement of your touch is tainting me,
The foul odor of your kisses is revolting,
And I hate the aftertaste of cleverly woven lies you tongue has left…
(Yet, I still yearn for them…)

I want to bleed myself dry and laugh all the while,
Bury myself in my own 7 foot grave of crimson anguish,
And maybe…


Forget the suicidal whore that I am… [comments] => 8 [counter] => 297 [topic] => 75 [informant] => Fleurdesang [notes] => Edited due to the use of banned words. Please read the site rules and stick to them. - Moderator_14 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
Naked

Contributed by Fleurdesang on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 09:48:28 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



3:00 a.m.,

I’m lying here with the same restlessness as yesterday,
Spine twisted into rose origami,
Eyes bleeding diamonds of sorrow,
Feeling dirty in this skin…


I smell the discharged butterflies from between my legs
(FILTHY wretch…)
Smoldering desire radiating from my fingertips,
I think I need to take a **** on paper,
Because all of these chicken voices are screaming vulgarities,
And I HAVE to write them down…


The sky is urinating,
Clouds with ebony lining contort their faces with painful struggle,
A melancholic melody of lamentations abuses my window pane,
This dreariness is more than I can stand…

Worn illusions walk around my house topless,
Gossiping about beauty and decay,
Molesting my sanity without much relish…


I glare wearily at my growing despair sitting beside me,

And I can’t help but remember those times when I was loved,
And I can’t stop these acidic tears from melting my cheeks,
And I can’t resist the bitter kiss of metal upon my flesh…


I want to hang my head on Death’s gallows,
Unleash the putrid wretchedness of my thoughts,
(Vivid… so vivid…)
Perish gracelessly into nothing…

I WANT TO RIP THIS ******* SKIN OFF!

The excrement of your touch is tainting me,
The foul odor of your kisses is revolting,
And I hate the aftertaste of cleverly woven lies you tongue has left…
(Yet, I still yearn for them…)

I want to bleed myself dry and laugh all the while,
Bury myself in my own 7 foot grave of crimson anguish,
And maybe…


Forget the suicidal whore that I am…




Copyright © Fleurdesang ... [ 2005-07-29 21:48:28]
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Re: Naked (User Rating: 1 )
by je2ica3 on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 10:23:42 PM AEST
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your poem is so deep and scary but not in a bad way i loved it and i hope your drearyniss drys up well good write


Re: Naked (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 10:38:57 PM AEST
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very open and expressive poem. after reading plath recently, this does remind me a bit of her work with how you wrote this in a sense. your creativity, originality, and even your sense of poetry is astounding.


Re: Naked (User Rating: 1 )
by AnaBanana on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 10:59:47 PM AEST
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very vivid...kept me reading til the end. nice job!


Re: Naked (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie-Kie on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 11:06:09 PM AEST
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Oh Stephy!

I'm so sorry you're feeling this way... please let me know if there's ever anything I can do for you... Nous aiment tu.... we really do...

I hope you know that you can come to any of us if you need anything...

Beautiful poem, it made me feel how you're feeling... and that, is the most important thing about poems... so I'm sorry you feel this way, but I do think you got a wonderful poem out of it... (that sounds aweful doesn't it?)

Love ya,
~Kiela~
(who huggles Stephy super tight)


Re: Naked (User Rating: 1 )
by vibes2go on Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 03:58:33 AM AEST
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turrets dear? lol this was kind of raw and to the bone .. not my cuppa ... but for the genre' good I guess .. don't really know .. but I luv you so it has to be ..LOL

soul sista; soul sistah! ... my dream is dreamin' .... voul le vou ..or whatever .. la la la ...avec moi .. rotflmao ....


Re: Naked (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 01:20:29 PM AEST
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as always a masterpeice of poetic anguish and yet written with a tint of glorious triumph
you will bloom one day, into a vission of beauty and that shall be the greatest write of all, so lovely your work, never ceases to touch my soul in some way . . .

Ben


Re: Naked (User Rating: 1 )
by CarolinaBlue on Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 07:17:45 PM AEST
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This was I think the rawest poem I have read in a long time. Not quite sure how to respond because my mouth is still hanging open. There was only one time in my life I could say that I even felt close to this. You have definitely outdown yourself here (in a good way) but I feel your pain and anguish and send blessings out to you hoping things will become better soon.

~Blue~


Re: Naked (User Rating: 1 )
by SensitiveSoAbused on Tuesday, 2nd August 2005 @ 08:38:56 PM AEST
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Although it surprises me (slightly, though I shouldnt be...) and saddens me that you feel this way about yourself.. I am all too familiar with the darkness and hate and loathing that steals our soul when the sun goes down...

And although I know not your past or what you refrence to, I do know that even though you may be often hand in hand with your growing despair astride you... you needn't remember those times when you were loved. You need only rest in these times, because you are loved, and you are love.


I would like nothing more than to smother you in my embrace when you feel this way, to let you cry and feel your tears drip on me, and sing to you softly until and when you finish...

Believe that I would do this, sweet cerise, but for now I can't... I can only send you my love through my words and hope that their smooth silky fabric is not too thin to comfort you when the nail hits the bone and you begin to bleed... although I doubt they can be...

I too feel alone at night and most other times... no matter what i just can't seem to shake the feelings that you have just so eloquently and powerfully expressed... and to think that sometimes I think I am alone...

I think, my dear, that I may as well have written this poem, for its words stream from my heart even now...


Thank you for letting me into your soul...

(((warm embraces for my Sweet Cerise)))






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