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Array ( [sid] => 48232 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Poem [time] => 2004-05-19 12:03:42 [hometext] => Depressing is the only way to describe this.This is actually a shortened poem. The original that I wrote is 3 sides of A4. [bodytext] => As the blood drips down my arm,
I feel the pain of my self harm.
Confusion fills my messed up head,
I wonder if I'd be better off dead.

I give in to my emotions and cry,
I think about all the reasons why,
I do this to myself all the while,
I can't accept my feelings, I'm in denial.

Then guilt hits me hard, settles in,
I realise and I know I've done the wrong thing.
The people I love will never forgive me,
I hide my feelings, but inside they eat me.

I don't know exactly why I feel this way,
All I know is it will kill me one day.
I hate myself, I hate everything about me,
I really don't know why people like me.

I lock away everything, hold it all back,
Then cry every night, so much I've lost track.
I've hurt all the people I care about most,
I mess everything up if I get too close.

I know that I've messed up my whole life,
Which is why I take my anger out with a knife,
Hold it to my arm; cut through the skin,
Dig it in deeper, 'til it's right in.

I take it away and the blood drips down,
Flows down my arm then onto the ground.
The only time I do it is when I'm alone,
There's no-one to stop me; I'm on my own.

I really hate myself and my life,
My best friends are my blade and a knife.
I'm never happy, it's my fault I know,
But as time goes on, the anger inside grows.

One day I'll do something I must regret,
Something that people may never forget,
I'll think about all the times that I've cried,
Then I'll react by committing suicide.

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My Poem

Contributed by StrangeLittleGirl on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 12:03:42 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

As the blood drips down my arm,
I feel the pain of my self harm.
Confusion fills my messed up head,
I wonder if I'd be better off dead.

I give in to my emotions and cry,
I think about all the reasons why,
I do this to myself all the while,
I can't accept my feelings, I'm in denial.

Then guilt hits me hard, settles in,
I realise and I know I've done the wrong thing.
The people I love will never forgive me,
I hide my feelings, but inside they eat me.

I don't know exactly why I feel this way,
All I know is it will kill me one day.
I hate myself, I hate everything about me,
I really don't know why people like me.

I lock away everything, hold it all back,
Then cry every night, so much I've lost track.
I've hurt all the people I care about most,
I mess everything up if I get too close.

I know that I've messed up my whole life,
Which is why I take my anger out with a knife,
Hold it to my arm; cut through the skin,
Dig it in deeper, 'til it's right in.

I take it away and the blood drips down,
Flows down my arm then onto the ground.
The only time I do it is when I'm alone,
There's no-one to stop me; I'm on my own.

I really hate myself and my life,
My best friends are my blade and a knife.
I'm never happy, it's my fault I know,
But as time goes on, the anger inside grows.

One day I'll do something I must regret,
Something that people may never forget,
I'll think about all the times that I've cried,
Then I'll react by committing suicide.

Copyright © StrangeLittleGirl ... [ 2004-05-19 12:03:42]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: My Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by DirtyFool on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 12:21:42 PM AEST
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Although this poem is derpressing it is very impressive. I enjoyed it. I have felt this way so many times. It's deep. thanx for sharing it

Re: My Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 12:31:20 PM AEST
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i couldn't even begin to say how much a like your peom is to my life and how i feel!
only thing, with me is that one day i will want to die and the next i don't.
but any way!!! your poem is excelent. it carries deep pain and feeling. i hope that writng makes you feel better. thats what it does for me any way!
this is powerful!

Re: My Poem (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 12:32:58 PM AEST
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This is a beautiful, sad piece. Well done.
But I wish you didn't have to turn to cutting. I think when we feel that no matter how hard we try we mess up, the best thing to do is stop trying so hard, seek solitude and be silent. Think about the things you see, and remember when you've messed up, but don't obsess over it. And don't try to fix those things until you know you're ready. Sometimes we need to get out of the strong current and rest before we tackle hard things.
Blessings to you.
Andrew

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