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Array ( [sid] => 69074 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Goodbye Reality, Goodbye Sanity [time] => 2004-10-27 13:38:39 [hometext] => I shall bid goodbye [bodytext] => I shall say goodbye to my reality & my sanity,
My mind has taken so much of hurts profanity,
It just can’t seem to take anymore its too weak,
I feel like some sort of weirdo, some sort of freak.

None of my so called friends have cuts on their arms,
None of my loving family understands self harm,
People just look at me when I drink to block out pain,
All they say is oh look Krissie’s ***** again.

My wonderful boyfriend is suffering because of me,
I fill him with hurt; I used to fill him with glee,
I feel so ashamed & guilty for what I’ve done & said,
I just feel I’d be doing everyone a favour if I were dead.

I drink to forget about my pain as it numbs my mind,
When I’m drunk my demons can not seem to find,
They can’t get to me & drive me insane,
As I am somewhere else, not in my brain.

But the next day I have always caused someone hurt,
While I’ve been so drunk treated them like dirt,
I am always so genuinely sorry, full of regret,
But it’s too late the heart aches already set.

I don’t feel in control of myself all the time,
I babble incoherently & speak in rhymes,
It’s like someone has crawled underneath my skin,
Taken total control over everything that’s within.

I just want someone to hug me & say they understand,
Tell me I’m not alone as I wander through this land,
I even feel totally alone in amongst a crowd
Feel like I am dying, feel I’m about to drown.



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Goodbye Reality, Goodbye Sanity

Contributed by pixie on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 01:38:39 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I shall say goodbye to my reality & my sanity,
My mind has taken so much of hurts profanity,
It just can’t seem to take anymore its too weak,
I feel like some sort of weirdo, some sort of freak.

None of my so called friends have cuts on their arms,
None of my loving family understands self harm,
People just look at me when I drink to block out pain,
All they say is oh look Krissie’s ***** again.

My wonderful boyfriend is suffering because of me,
I fill him with hurt; I used to fill him with glee,
I feel so ashamed & guilty for what I’ve done & said,
I just feel I’d be doing everyone a favour if I were dead.

I drink to forget about my pain as it numbs my mind,
When I’m drunk my demons can not seem to find,
They can’t get to me & drive me insane,
As I am somewhere else, not in my brain.

But the next day I have always caused someone hurt,
While I’ve been so drunk treated them like dirt,
I am always so genuinely sorry, full of regret,
But it’s too late the heart aches already set.

I don’t feel in control of myself all the time,
I babble incoherently & speak in rhymes,
It’s like someone has crawled underneath my skin,
Taken total control over everything that’s within.

I just want someone to hug me & say they understand,
Tell me I’m not alone as I wander through this land,
I even feel totally alone in amongst a crowd
Feel like I am dying, feel I’m about to drown.







Copyright © pixie ... [ 2004-10-27 13:38:39]
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Re: Goodbye Reality, Goodbye Sanity (User Rating: 1 )
by FleurdeSang on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 02:55:36 PM AEST
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Oh Pixie! *BIG HUGGSS!* Honey, I'm so sorry for this pain you are feeling; no one deserves such anguish... A heart-wrenching piece. Beautiful, yet morbid. There is always a light, my friend... though we may never notice it, it's there... Within a friend, within poetry, within art; there is hope somewhere for you. I just wish hope could find you now. This write pains me like you don't know... I send my heart out to you, dear pixie, and my deepest sympathies. I know exactly how you feel here. I am, unfortunately, a cutter myself. Much love, honey! You can get through this. I have faith in you. Know that you always have a friend, and you can always come to me, if you need to talk. All my love and blessings! Please don't go!! Much hope, pixie. Aurevoir for now. I'm expecting another beautiful write, ok?! Don't leave us, pllleeeaaasssseee! Much love, honey. Ciao.

Your friend,

Fleur de souffrance

P.S.- another piece of perfection. Beautiful.


Re: Goodbye Reality, Goodbye Sanity (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 03:47:00 PM AEST
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I have been where you are. You have a very beautiful talent in your poetry. Please stay strong!!! Awesome poem!!!!!


Re: Goodbye Reality, Goodbye Sanity (User Rating: 1 )
by ShadowDaughter on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 04:38:43 PM AEST
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Oh, Krissie, hon, I'm so sorry you're feeling this way . . . we would all miss you so much if you were gone, you've touched thousands of lives in tiny, wonderful ways, and are a strong, amazing person who CAN get through this. You can do it, hon :).

--Nora


Re: Goodbye Reality, Goodbye Sanity (User Rating: 1 )
by Bruce on Thursday, 28th October 2004 @ 12:18:13 AM AEST
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Get up pixie, you can beat this. u r to nice a person to go down, fight like u never fought before. u can and u will beat it.


Re: Goodbye Reality, Goodbye Sanity (User Rating: 1 )
by RhythmBndt on Thursday, 28th October 2004 @ 09:04:46 AM AEST
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Very nicely done :) Deep & thought provoking.




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