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Array ( [sid] => 70764 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Hypocondriac's Message [time] => 2004-11-09 10:47:08 [hometext] => hmmm yet another one that i made up on the spot..... [bodytext] => Cuts and crosses,
and red blood streaks.
Pondering thoughts,
and smearing my makeup.
I sit alone,
in the ceramic tub.
Hope has lost interest,
and taken over my grief.
Treating my arm like a cutter-board,
I slash numbers on the wall.
Blood-stain towels,
drenched with a hypocondriac's
psychotic message.
Scrambled entertainment,
the voices enjoy.
Screaming with laughter,
and clapping their hands.
They have taken over my life,
and ruined my blessings.
My prayers never reached Her,
never got to her hands.
I wil never be cured,
a cancer dieing in the sands.
Laugh all you want,
you can't stare anymore.
The world is perfect again,
until another cancer is born. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 231 [topic] => 59 [informant] => Sirena_Degana [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
A Hypocondriac's Message

Contributed by Sirena_Degana on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 10:47:08 AM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



Cuts and crosses,
and red blood streaks.
Pondering thoughts,
and smearing my makeup.
I sit alone,
in the ceramic tub.
Hope has lost interest,
and taken over my grief.
Treating my arm like a cutter-board,
I slash numbers on the wall.
Blood-stain towels,
drenched with a hypocondriac's
psychotic message.
Scrambled entertainment,
the voices enjoy.
Screaming with laughter,
and clapping their hands.
They have taken over my life,
and ruined my blessings.
My prayers never reached Her,
never got to her hands.
I wil never be cured,
a cancer dieing in the sands.
Laugh all you want,
you can't stare anymore.
The world is perfect again,
until another cancer is born.




Copyright © Sirena_Degana ... [ 2004-11-09 10:47:08]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: A Hypocondriac's Message (User Rating: 1 )
by ALineAboveTheStepBeneath on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 10:50:30 AM AEST
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Such a sad write.


Re: A Hypocondriac's Message (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 10:55:08 AM AEST
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that was powerful and so very sad, *hugs*

pixie xx


Re: A Hypocondriac's Message (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 11:22:02 AM AEST
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Wow! this was emotionally powerful! This is a deep write!

Blessed be
~ :: darkangeleyes57 :: ~


Re: A Hypocondriac's Message (User Rating: 1 )
by Luinil on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 11:46:51 AM AEST
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very deep and powerful imagery... great poem *


Re: A Hypocondriac's Message (User Rating: 1 )
by LEMMEN on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 01:10:31 PM AEST
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GREAT WRITE. It got my heart pounding my hands started to sweat. Very true words for me for I do cut.

~~DENNIS~~




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