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Array ( [sid] => 50174 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Bleeding Red Remorse [time] => 2004-06-02 20:55:33 [hometext] => Today was a really bad day for me [bodytext] => I'm swimming in thoughts of death, as my wounds continue to bleed.
I have done this to myself, planned my own demise.
I hate the girl I see right now, so lonely, lost, and scared.
I hate knowing that when I look at that girl, I'm looking at a reflection of myself.
So I continue thinking, about my dark after-life. If there is a God, will he forgive me, or will I be left behind?
Will it be worse there, or was it best I left all this behind?
Farewell, my friend, my time is growing short. I'm sorrounded in a pool of my own blood, my body's growing cold.
Tell me, dear friend, why were never there when I needed you, the way I was for you? Did you not care for me at all?
Well, I guess it's best that we split our ways, I'm sorry I've ruined your life.
But can't you see, my friend, that you've slowly helped me ruin mine?
My time is up now, I've drowned in my own red remorse.
I'm sorry that I hurt you. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Katie2008 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Bleeding Red Remorse

Contributed by Katie2008 on Wednesday, 2nd June 2004 @ 08:55:33 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I'm swimming in thoughts of death, as my wounds continue to bleed.
I have done this to myself, planned my own demise.
I hate the girl I see right now, so lonely, lost, and scared.
I hate knowing that when I look at that girl, I'm looking at a reflection of myself.
So I continue thinking, about my dark after-life. If there is a God, will he forgive me, or will I be left behind?
Will it be worse there, or was it best I left all this behind?
Farewell, my friend, my time is growing short. I'm sorrounded in a pool of my own blood, my body's growing cold.
Tell me, dear friend, why were never there when I needed you, the way I was for you? Did you not care for me at all?
Well, I guess it's best that we split our ways, I'm sorry I've ruined your life.
But can't you see, my friend, that you've slowly helped me ruin mine?
My time is up now, I've drowned in my own red remorse.
I'm sorry that I hurt you.




Copyright © Katie2008 ... [ 2004-06-02 20:55:33]
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Re: Bleeding Red Remorse (User Rating: 1 )
by Colleen on Wednesday, 2nd June 2004 @ 09:08:23 PM AEST
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Hey Katie, I justed wanted to say, that I like this poem! Thanks for liking mine too!


Re: Bleeding Red Remorse (User Rating: 1 )
by TheVoice on Wednesday, 2nd June 2004 @ 09:31:29 PM AEST
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katie, candy-apple red is my favorite color, but please hold out for brighter days. this pain will pass. trust me.


hugs,
the voice


Re: Bleeding Red Remorse (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Wednesday, 2nd June 2004 @ 09:32:29 PM AEST
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Just think of it this way, you only have say less than 100 years on earth and then you spend eternity wherever so there is no reason to hurry up and go wherever. if that person isnt equally sorry for hurting you then there is no reason to be sorry to them. you can forgive them, but never forget what they did. a well written piece.


Re: Bleeding Red Remorse (User Rating: 1 )
by katyqueen35 on Thursday, 3rd June 2004 @ 12:59:09 AM AEST
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wow i like this poem alot.
But please don't do that ok?
I can alsa relate to what your saying.
take care.:)




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