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Array ( [sid] => 33915 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => burden [time] => 2004-02-05 01:18:34 [hometext] => He left a stain on every life he touched... [bodytext] => everytime
the sun peeked out
and He felt a smile begin
the clouds would swarm
a storm would come
and it would start raining all over again

He left a stain
on every life He touched
and it always made Him laugh
not because He really enjoyed it
He just couldn't cry anymore

He kept a faded halo in his heart
to remind Him of the days
that He just kept forgetting

when the pain cut too deep
(as it so often did)
He would gaze softly at that halo
and try to remember what life was like
before He became such a burden

He was a breathing poison
killing everything He touched
yet immune to the cancer
that He so obviously was
damned to go on living
as He destroyed everything around Him

so much hurt lay behind Him
wounds that bled no less with passing years
so much pain still lay ahead
He couldn't take it anymore

so deep into the forest
no one will ever see
no one will be troubled by
the mess i'll make of me
no needless tears
shed o'er my death
no one will need to bury me
so sick of killing everything
goddamn me, i am He
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Cancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
burden

Contributed by Cancer on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 01:18:34 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



everytime
the sun peeked out
and He felt a smile begin
the clouds would swarm
a storm would come
and it would start raining all over again

He left a stain
on every life He touched
and it always made Him laugh
not because He really enjoyed it
He just couldn't cry anymore

He kept a faded halo in his heart
to remind Him of the days
that He just kept forgetting

when the pain cut too deep
(as it so often did)
He would gaze softly at that halo
and try to remember what life was like
before He became such a burden

He was a breathing poison
killing everything He touched
yet immune to the cancer
that He so obviously was
damned to go on living
as He destroyed everything around Him

so much hurt lay behind Him
wounds that bled no less with passing years
so much pain still lay ahead
He couldn't take it anymore

so deep into the forest
no one will ever see
no one will be troubled by
the mess i'll make of me
no needless tears
shed o'er my death
no one will need to bury me
so sick of killing everything
goddamn me, i am He




Copyright © Cancer ... [ 2004-02-05 01:18:34]
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Re: burden (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 01:50:25 AM AEST
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dude u aren't a stain your an awesome person and someone I consider my friend you've helped me at times when I've been whimpering like a child and besides all that your ability to write renders your insult of yourself ineffective although I can see where yer coming from as I've been there before. Wow I think that was the biggest run-on sentence, but in closing remarks I am sure most will agree with me.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: burden (User Rating: 1 )
by deadly_blaZe on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 12:09:07 PM AEST
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when i read other poems from this site from other authors.. i like some of them, hate some of them, and some are just boring.. but when i click on one of your poems i know im in a for a treat and ive never been let down.. loved "im a breathing poison" and of corse i would have to agree with joel

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