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 19:44:37 AEST | ||
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
Array
(
[sid] => 37354
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Routine
[time] => 2004-03-04 17:58:18
[hometext] => From a book Im putting together. Just want to know what u think b4 I publish it *4 those who dont know, I used to be suicidal. Not any more though. *
[bodytext] => Every day A set routine Every day the same. Cutting, stinging Flowing, bleeding All of this I feel. First the knife, in my hand, steady as I go. Then the sweet taste of pain as it bites into my flesh. Next the numbing feeling that sweeps over me, as I sink to the floor. Then the red that fills my sight mingled with the black. Next the black takes over my sight, leaving me blind and empty. Last I wake, to find me in this world again. Then the routine begins again. Exerpt From; Twisted Mind-- Diary Of A Suicide [comments] => 4 [counter] => 224 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Elf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
|