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Array ( [sid] => 114773 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Cruel Intentions [time] => 2006-02-13 21:26:55 [hometext] => Is there ever a limit to the pain a person can take? what is my limit, when will I break... [bodytext] => Once again I fight to restrain,
The rage and the pain.
How much more must I evade,
Your murderous words,
And homocidal looks.

These cruel intentions,
I cannot hold back.
This pain and fear,
Extored at the thought,
Of returning home.

But why am I crying,
Why am I sad?
Without you,
These have been the best days I have ever had.
There is nothing to hold me back.
But the thought of you out there alone,
Struggling to survive the sorrow,
Breaks me down,
And reaveals a boy,
Bent and hollow.

You hated me,
But I was glad,
You allowed me in your house,
And supplied me with shelter.
But that came with anger and fear of tomorrow.

Is it really worth the time and frustration,
Of drownding me in an ocean of oblivion.
Or is it just my priceless face,
Struggling for some sort of salvation?

I force myself again,
To pick up and go.
I urge myself again,
To give up and let go.

But I can't leave you alone.
What kind of son would I be?
So I restain and hold back,
These creul intentions,
That I will never allow,
To become actions,
Of hate and destruction.

So I sit back down,
And put on a facade,
I wipe away the tears,
That will never be seen.

I throw aside all hope,
And face the reality,
That I will never truly know,
What it means to be euphorical,
Or to awake in the morning,
And find you smiling happily.

These creul intentions,
They devour my soul.
I ask you to stop them,
And lead me from this storm.

I ask you to love me,
And allow me to rest peacefully.
I only ask that you hug and hold me.
I only ask you to say sorry. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 13 [informant] => forsaken_soul33 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Cruel Intentions

Contributed by forsaken_soul33 on Monday, 13th February 2006 @ 09:26:55 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Once again I fight to restrain,
The rage and the pain.
How much more must I evade,
Your murderous words,
And homocidal looks.

These cruel intentions,
I cannot hold back.
This pain and fear,
Extored at the thought,
Of returning home.

But why am I crying,
Why am I sad?
Without you,
These have been the best days I have ever had.
There is nothing to hold me back.
But the thought of you out there alone,
Struggling to survive the sorrow,
Breaks me down,
And reaveals a boy,
Bent and hollow.

You hated me,
But I was glad,
You allowed me in your house,
And supplied me with shelter.
But that came with anger and fear of tomorrow.

Is it really worth the time and frustration,
Of drownding me in an ocean of oblivion.
Or is it just my priceless face,
Struggling for some sort of salvation?

I force myself again,
To pick up and go.
I urge myself again,
To give up and let go.

But I can't leave you alone.
What kind of son would I be?
So I restain and hold back,
These creul intentions,
That I will never allow,
To become actions,
Of hate and destruction.

So I sit back down,
And put on a facade,
I wipe away the tears,
That will never be seen.

I throw aside all hope,
And face the reality,
That I will never truly know,
What it means to be euphorical,
Or to awake in the morning,
And find you smiling happily.

These creul intentions,
They devour my soul.
I ask you to stop them,
And lead me from this storm.

I ask you to love me,
And allow me to rest peacefully.
I only ask that you hug and hold me.
I only ask you to say sorry.

Copyright © forsaken_soul33 ... [ 2006-02-13 21:26:55]
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Re: Cruel Intentions (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 13th February 2006 @ 10:26:30 PM AEST
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very, very sad. Your words really shared feelings here. holding on, holding back.. going, staying.. tears.. and yet.. you showed a deep love even though it is not coming back to you. Sometimes we do have to remove ourselves from those for awhile, and all the while to continue to show our love, and perhaps, just maybe.. your love can draw their love toward you. You drew quite a picture here.. could see you sitting, see the other person sad, bending down, tears from both.. wow.. powerful poem you have here.. great depth ..Peace.. hugs.. raquel Leah

Re: Cruel Intentions (User Rating: 1 )
by Chrissylee on Tuesday, 14th February 2006 @ 07:35:12 AM AEST
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very sad right and a hard situation for you to deal with.. you know inside yourself holding back too many tears isn't good for you, you need to let them out or eventually yu are going to explode... great write full of emotion and devotion

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