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Chocolate or Blood

Contributed by poetic_tragedy on Tuesday, 4th March 2003 @ 12:40:00 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



The rush of blood
That bubbles down
My legs grow weak
My head pounds

I've retraced all the scars or more
I've re-cut all these scars before
My memory blurs
My future seems bleak
I don't believe I'll live out the next week

Screw living normally
Screw smooth, tan arms
I'll just cut for one more day
It won't do any harm

Chocolate has the same allure
Fists full of fudge could be my cure
I hate these burning cuts and scabs
That I am forced to endure

On the fifth day of my own self torture
I hate having to hide these scars
On the fifth day of my own self torture
I can't bear the pain anymore

I climb up to Medusa's Cliff
I take a knife
Its blade is stiff
I take the knife and slit my wrists
For once in my life
I make the cuts right
The blood empties out
And I think to myself
"Oh, God this is the end
Please recieve my spirit
And be gentle for, my Lord,
I was decieved
The comfort of the flowing blood seduced me very briefly. I couldn't think straight, I still can't and the chocolate didn't help.
I suppose I was seduced by the chocolate
And the blood
When I cut
The blood seeped out
Salty, corrosive and sweet
And whispers "It will be alright,
When you go to sleep."
Then I nibbled a Hershey bar, and oh my Lord, forgive me, for then I took a little nap
And then I cut again."




Copyright © poetic_tragedy ... [ 2003-03-04 00:40:00]
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Re: Chocolate or Blood (User Rating: 1 )
by Percursors on Tuesday, 4th March 2003 @ 05:34:18 PM AEST
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GOOD write...I loved it...I share a lot of the same feelingz... just remember it's not u who's screwed up it's everyone else...




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