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[aid] => mick
[title] => No Right To Judge...
[time] => 2004-09-11 10:36:25
[hometext] => This poem explains it's self. Please give it a comment, but i'm WARNING you that's it's a self-harm poem! I might add some more on to this, but i'm not so sure, er, what you you think?
[bodytext] => That adrenalin, Was some thing else. That pain, I swear, the devil had dealt! I failed again! I cut my wrist! I can’t quit! … And that’s the worse bit!!! I can’t help but slit, Because I feel like ****! I got all stressed today, And just blew. I run up stairs, And cried endlessly in my room. I felt so alone. As I put my head on the pillow. But still nothing changed, As the wind grounded out side my window. So picking up a sharp razor, I sat my back against the door. And then I slit, Until the blood began to poor. And knowing that I’d failed, I cried a little more. And then wept in the silence, Still sitting on the floor… That pain was awesome, Yet, it wasn’t quite so great. Because I gave into cutting, And let the razor control my fate! I wouldn’t have cared if I had died! Crying all alone there. But I just promised I wouldn’t do suicide. Because so many now care. I cut because I hurt in great depths, I’m falling apart, and I’ve no strength left! I know some people do love me. ‘Coz, they cried, the other day, when I said I’d cut. And their tears really hurt me, Because I thought they’d just given up… Only now they’re just telling me, That my life doesn’t suck! But they don’t live it for me, So they’ve no right to judge! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 61 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => ....edited by mod_6 for language...11-09-04 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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