 |
Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
|
||||
| Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 29-May 20:05:03 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 33600
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Life is a Blade of Ice or Knife
[time] => 2004-02-02 22:01:16
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Life is a Blade of Ice or Knife February 2, 2004 all my life it seems people have been rescueing me and now i want to rescue myself sometimes i try to help myself and sometimes it works other times i end up needing more help than i did before but i never ask for the help i try again to supply myself and yet again i am denied and supplied with only more pain and still i do not refrain from hiding my needs to those i claim to love sometimes i ask my friends for advice or just saying it makes it better other times i feel i need to be comforted just hugged for no reason just loved i smile inside when someone thinks of me when im not beside them that means they think of me, and love me and i love that feeling sometimes i need reassurance in life from anyone i can get it from but mostly i just try to help myself im accustomed to being helped from the moment i was born i was the 'poor thing' people talked about and up til just three years ago it seemed i'd been sheltered but today i want to shelter myself help myself rescue myself it's too bad all my lessons in life are taught to me through strife but hey-that's life a blade of ice or knife all my life it seems people have been rescueing me from a home with no unconditional love from a school from a situation but today i want to take care of myself maybe tomorrow i'll need you again maybe yesterday i did too but today i want to learn to walk with no one to catch me if i should fall i know concerns are for the best and i dont mind that you care but today i want to learn to fly fly alone where no one can stare when i begin to fall through the skies i suppose it would be nice to have some one hear my cries and dry my eyes tomorrow, i may invite that for me but today i want to rescue rescue myself, rescue me [comments] => 2 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 43 [informant] => calista [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
|
Menu
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©
Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster
All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com
All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.
Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com