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Array ( [sid] => 120417 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Ongoing Flirtation With Misery [time] => 2006-05-20 04:14:21 [hometext] => basically describes, metaphorically, a day at school....one of those you're glad you survived. not too dark, but... [bodytext] => Hood up
Head down, shades on,
always, always keep the iPod earphones in
Mocking sarcasm
Behind the gray eyes,
There's that bitter,
Bitter sin

Ignore the voices
Music blaring
So I'm forced to close my eyes
The sun shines through
Stay still,
Face down,
Put a bullhorn to escaping cries

Don't want to,
Still hear it all
Control, keep my thoughts at bay
a week ago, again tomorrow
Bitten lips
Raining eyes,
The lightning--still--the same--today

Knock on glass,
My bleeding hand
Eyes, wide, beggin--searching for a warning
Dry my pillow
Pretend to care
Because i dread the night,
And detest the morning

Stumble, fall
Into the gasoline
and someone lights the match,
Stumble
Fall,
From too high up
With no one there to catch........
me........
[comments] => 4 [counter] => 248 [topic] => 13 [informant] => drtylilsecret [notes] => Poem and title edited as requested in 'Site Help'. - Moderator_16 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

My Ongoing Flirtation With Misery

Contributed by drtylilsecret on Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 04:14:21 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Hood up
Head down, shades on,
always, always keep the iPod earphones in
Mocking sarcasm
Behind the gray eyes,
There's that bitter,
Bitter sin

Ignore the voices
Music blaring
So I'm forced to close my eyes
The sun shines through
Stay still,
Face down,
Put a bullhorn to escaping cries

Don't want to,
Still hear it all
Control, keep my thoughts at bay
a week ago, again tomorrow
Bitten lips
Raining eyes,
The lightning--still--the same--today

Knock on glass,
My bleeding hand
Eyes, wide, beggin--searching for a warning
Dry my pillow
Pretend to care
Because i dread the night,
And detest the morning

Stumble, fall
Into the gasoline
and someone lights the match,
Stumble
Fall,
From too high up
With no one there to catch........
me........

Copyright © drtylilsecret ... [ 2006-05-20 04:14:21]
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Re: My Ongoing Flirtation With Misery (User Rating: 1 )
by Lilbabe on Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 11:33:21 AM AEST
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i can relate...i liked this poem. good job & ignore everybody negative towards you. they really don't understand. (well that's just my opinion)
lexy

Re: My Ongoing Flirtation With Misery (User Rating: 1 )
by spider on Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 02:06:53 PM AEST
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everything about this poem is just really good, the structure, the language, the subject and it's really well put together. bloody good.

Re: My Ongoing Flirtation With Misery (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 29th May 2006 @ 11:00:20 AM AEST
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i loved it...as i love all your poetry.

i haven't checked up on ya in awhile...didn't even notice you wrote...but it is a wonderful write...beautiful

- Bethani -

Re: My Ongoing Flirtation With Misery (User Rating: 1 )
by Uncertain_Oblivion on Saturday, 9th September 2006 @ 03:20:32 PM AEST
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Man, this was too good. I loved it. I can relate to this in many ways, except I don't go to school. Had to leave home so I had to quit school for now. But I still live this very secluded lifestyle because I can't cope with people too much. I have a few chosen friends, that's enough.

I really did like this as it was dark and very emotional.

"Because i dread the night,
And detest the morning"

THAT is so true....

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