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Array ( [sid] => 175421 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Birthday [time] => 2013-03-14 11:00:48 [hometext] => This is how I feel on March 17.. [bodytext] => Every year,
My heart turns to stone,
My soul is to ash.
I'm put into the flames that i once use to love,
But now has adored me to hate.
The birth of a accident,
A demon,
And most of all a failure to you all.
I use think the ones that loved me,
Have now stabbed me in the back.
I tell myself to forgive and never look back.
My heart is twisted, and gone,
My home has died,
With all the broken picture frames burned to the ground.
Kill me.
I ask just to end my god forsaken life,
To end this burden,
This curse,
And to burn my passion away.
I watch my love ones,
Leave,
Or just die away.
I'm gone beyond repair.
Is anyone there?
Home?
Parents?
My love?
Why is no one here?
It's dark and cold..
Is this really my heart?
Forsaken?
Alone?
These scars on my wrist are starting to bleed,
And all I can do is scream.
These demons tell me I'm the one,
And I'll always have them.
I don't like it,
I'm crying my own blood,
And I can't escape my fate.
This is my birthday?
Sadness and Regret?
I lost everything,
And I just turn more black and blue..
Can someone give me the clue?
Before I'm completely doomed.

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Birthday

Contributed by Jordanarce17 on Thursday, 14th March 2013 @ 11:00:48 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Every year,
My heart turns to stone,
My soul is to ash.
I'm put into the flames that i once use to love,
But now has adored me to hate.
The birth of a accident,
A demon,
And most of all a failure to you all.
I use think the ones that loved me,
Have now stabbed me in the back.
I tell myself to forgive and never look back.
My heart is twisted, and gone,
My home has died,
With all the broken picture frames burned to the ground.
Kill me.
I ask just to end my god forsaken life,
To end this burden,
This curse,
And to burn my passion away.
I watch my love ones,
Leave,
Or just die away.
I'm gone beyond repair.
Is anyone there?
Home?
Parents?
My love?
Why is no one here?
It's dark and cold..
Is this really my heart?
Forsaken?
Alone?
These scars on my wrist are starting to bleed,
And all I can do is scream.
These demons tell me I'm the one,
And I'll always have them.
I don't like it,
I'm crying my own blood,
And I can't escape my fate.
This is my birthday?
Sadness and Regret?
I lost everything,
And I just turn more black and blue..
Can someone give me the clue?
Before I'm completely doomed.





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Re: Birthday (User Rating: 1 )
by deusdeira on Thursday, 14th March 2013 @ 04:39:46 PM AEST
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It sounds to me like you are having trouble letting go, something i also have trouble with. Whether it be from death or from stagnant relationships it is the same. In order to be at peace, you must let go of the ones you love, let go of negative feeling, and remember... it is not betrayal to them or to yourself, it is a cycle, the way things have always been. It is life. And life is beautiful if you let it be. You do not have to abandon sadness, only accept it and move on.


Re: Birthday (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 14th March 2013 @ 04:54:34 PM AEST
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Well a.bit early but happy b day.
Good writing.
Blessings,
emy




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