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Array ( [sid] => 16191 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => do it [time] => 2003-04-18 09:35:00 [hometext] => right now i wanted to so bad... so bad that my leg wouldnt stop tremoring, but i decided to try and write a poem instead... [bodytext] => its numbing my soul.
the pain that's carrying on.
i do it just to feel the sensation.
even though i know its wrong.

i do it for the rush,
the rush that feels so good.
it's creating dismay,
i wonder why i should,

bother to quit,
bother to cry,
bother to want,
bother to die.

i do it for the love, the feeling i adorn.
the tragic episodes that rush away,
away from the soul and my flesh
fear by my side, my minds astray.

separated from my past,
the memories i hold so yerningly
not wanting to let go of the family,
washing away, burningly.

i do it for the rush.
the running to my reality.
do you think i can make it?
as fast as my own mortality?

so empty inside,
the pinge not leaving.
vibrating against my chest,
my life unbelieving.

do let me do it.
do let me feel the rush.
dont let me let go of the pain.
the pain... the lush...

do let me do it.
[comments] => 3 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 13 [informant] => frozensuicide [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
do it

Contributed by frozensuicide on Friday, 18th April 2003 @ 09:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



its numbing my soul.
the pain that's carrying on.
i do it just to feel the sensation.
even though i know its wrong.

i do it for the rush,
the rush that feels so good.
it's creating dismay,
i wonder why i should,

bother to quit,
bother to cry,
bother to want,
bother to die.

i do it for the love, the feeling i adorn.
the tragic episodes that rush away,
away from the soul and my flesh
fear by my side, my minds astray.

separated from my past,
the memories i hold so yerningly
not wanting to let go of the family,
washing away, burningly.

i do it for the rush.
the running to my reality.
do you think i can make it?
as fast as my own mortality?

so empty inside,
the pinge not leaving.
vibrating against my chest,
my life unbelieving.

do let me do it.
do let me feel the rush.
dont let me let go of the pain.
the pain... the lush...

do let me do it.




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Re: do it (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Friday, 18th April 2003 @ 04:47:50 PM AEST
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Beautiful absolutely and incredible. I commend you on writing this masterpiece instead of cutting. Great poem I can relate to a lot of this. Keep on writing and expressing yourself...

Bobo (Joel)


Re: do it (User Rating: 1 )
by nightrider on Saturday, 19th April 2003 @ 03:07:36 PM AEST
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thank you nic! thanks for promising not to play that night! this poem is truely beautiful, as are all of your poems. These words make so much sense, and you know i relate to them, but thanks for not.


Re: do it (User Rating: 1 )
by pam on Saturday, 19th April 2003 @ 03:34:26 PM AEST
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excellent poem. I know what you're feeling. I've been there too and often still am.




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