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[aid] => mick
[title] => Swallow The Pain Perscription
[time] => 2007-06-27 13:35:10
[hometext] => It's not the healthiest way...
[bodytext] => the emptiness inside me its a void that i cant fill but i swallow down the pain the form of 20 RX pills here i am, cup in hand reddish pills go down and i can only hope that these things will erase my hollow frown waiting here i sit for you a cloud about the sea hoping maybe it will rain and kill the coma chasing me suburbia is drowning the pain behind my eyes and when i think about it i hold my head and cry im wishing for an angel to come into my heart and chop up all my pain with swords and tear my soul apart i need someone to hold my hand and wipe the tears from my face but i guess it's all too much to ask to lay my life to waste so as i sit i think of him the military's man waiting till July can make it so i can finally hold his hand maybe desperation's seeping into kiss-forgotten lips but each day i spend alone, another bloody rip i carve the "X" into my arm and swallow all the blood wishing it were water so i could finally start the flood i need someone here for me someone close to hold they don't have to be a god or king just stay inside the mold all im asking, take my hand let your soul mix with mine it doesn't have to last forever just a grassy hill in time im not looking for the guy who walks the rosy aisle with me i just want someone to care and see just what i see but when i look into the mirror and i scan the crowd for you it's a mind-blowing funeral and i hear it's fine with two im begging for a person who actually really cares not someone who judges 1-10 with deadly horrid stares i run into a building maybe soon the doors with shut how much longer can i take it? i've given all i've got so as i hold the bottle, 20 white ones in my hand i'm crawling back to save myself and let me drift again [comments] => 1 [counter] => 275 [topic] => 61 [informant] => xXdeadXpoetXx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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