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Array ( [sid] => 83993 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Bloody Legacy [time] => 2005-02-11 15:25:59 [hometext] => This depression isn't leaving anytime soon... *sighs* [bodytext] => I fear I have forgotten,
The feel of the Sun’s kiss,
The warmth of her embrace…

All I have is endless rain,
Tip-tap, tip-tap, tip-tapping on my window pane…
Oh, and what a somber song it is..
Wrapped in Night’s heavy cloak,
Though the Morning Star still peaks through thick black clouds and soft Florida rain…

The smell of stale memories course through this broken home,
Plunging me into infinite pits of darkness…
The blade laughs at my recklessness,
And spits at me ancient blood, dry and caking…
How it tempts, with its fine silver lips…
I eye it longingly, wanting only release…
I write now, of these pitiful emotions,
And tell myself not to refrain…

“Just do it! You know you want to… Don’t be a coward… show them that you aren’t afraid, and prove them wrong. DO IT!”

It’s the blade that’s calling to me,
Not my mind that shouts for it…
My body trembles with the effort I must force,
Not to go to that drawer, and succumb to the blades’ command…

I’ve been a slave to my crimson addiction for so long,
And after a full year of neglecting its cries,
Here I am again, alongside it…

“Worthless being… You know you can’t win…”

I nod my head, my tears now in tune with the rain…
I don’t want to fight it anymore…
Let it consume me whole…
Let me drown in my own scarlet sea…

My tale is complete… The Melodie has ended… And my crimson legacy…shall live on forever… [comments] => 7 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 61 [informant] => FleurdeSang [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 22 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
Bloody Legacy

Contributed by FleurdeSang on Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 03:25:59 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



I fear I have forgotten,
The feel of the Sun’s kiss,
The warmth of her embrace…

All I have is endless rain,
Tip-tap, tip-tap, tip-tapping on my window pane…
Oh, and what a somber song it is..
Wrapped in Night’s heavy cloak,
Though the Morning Star still peaks through thick black clouds and soft Florida rain…

The smell of stale memories course through this broken home,
Plunging me into infinite pits of darkness…
The blade laughs at my recklessness,
And spits at me ancient blood, dry and caking…
How it tempts, with its fine silver lips…
I eye it longingly, wanting only release…
I write now, of these pitiful emotions,
And tell myself not to refrain…

“Just do it! You know you want to… Don’t be a coward… show them that you aren’t afraid, and prove them wrong. DO IT!”

It’s the blade that’s calling to me,
Not my mind that shouts for it…
My body trembles with the effort I must force,
Not to go to that drawer, and succumb to the blades’ command…

I’ve been a slave to my crimson addiction for so long,
And after a full year of neglecting its cries,
Here I am again, alongside it…

“Worthless being… You know you can’t win…”

I nod my head, my tears now in tune with the rain…
I don’t want to fight it anymore…
Let it consume me whole…
Let me drown in my own scarlet sea…

My tale is complete… The Melodie has ended… And my crimson legacy…shall live on forever…




Copyright © FleurdeSang ... [ 2005-02-11 15:25:59]
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Re: Bloody Legacy (User Rating: 1 )
by One on Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 03:33:11 PM AEST
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eat some cheese and swig some wine, think about the other people


Re: Bloody Legacy (User Rating: 1 )
by Rhymingron on Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 04:31:19 PM AEST
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".......Tip-tapping on my window pane." Remind s me of Poe.


Re: Bloody Legacy (User Rating: 1 )
by Nazmythian on Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 04:33:19 PM AEST
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Melodie's mortality is infinite, dear Stephanie.
Do not think to put an end to her so swift or easily.
The pain you feel will heal, this she knows yet sings along ...
For those of slow sad suffering, they are her favorite songs.

I have mixed emotions about your writes like this. The words are lovely, the emotion raw ... pure ... I am pulled into the nightmare of your feelings at their lowest and I wish not to be there. I admire the way you do that to me. I hope you can keep the blade from adding its voice into the song ... I believe you can ... I know you are stronger than both it and what you give yourself credit for. MIRA You will see.

Nazmythian ~


Re: Bloody Legacy (User Rating: 1 )
by DorianChambers on Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 04:34:21 PM AEST
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a sad and yet essensial peice of writting

hope 4 the best . . .

Dorian Chambers


Re: Bloody Legacy (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 05:48:22 PM AEST
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Let's make a suicide pact..you first..LOL. my son used to say that to me when we were both depressed..and we would both laugh and then go get a snack and watch monty python's "The Holy Graille".. geeze I miss him..and I'd miss you..sooo much Steph.. you inspire some of my most beautiful poetry..you and... yeah. You are so dramatic and French.. I love you so..soul sista..we need a shot of brandy and some nice talk about men..wicked talk..sexy talk about NAZ...and ..yeah..him..lol...with the roses..don't you have questions about them? I do and I'm not ready to die until I get answers... hmmmm I wonder for instance???


Re: Bloody Legacy (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Monday, 14th February 2005 @ 12:42:13 AM AEST
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Wow what a beautiful, sad, and poetic write.
The reader is just drained of all hope as he
reads this. A truly remarkable and honest look
at what haunts you. I hope your writing helps
you to cope with your depression.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: Bloody Legacy (User Rating: 1 )
by sweetangeluk on Monday, 14th February 2005 @ 10:52:23 AM AEST
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Think about your anger and what you do with it. If you weren't busy being angry with yourself, who would you really be angry with? Write a list of people who have caused you to feel like this. You deserve good things in life, not punishment for what others have done to you.

I fear I have forgotten,
The feel of the Sun’s kiss,

The sun will shine for you and this mist will clear.

All I have is endless rain,

Tear drops will give way to smiles

Worthless being… You know you can’t win…”

Well you can Steph you can win. You are stronger than you think.

(((HUGS)))))

Take care of you

love Sweetangelukxxxx





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