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I lie on the floor
in a pool of blood.
My hair is matted and torn.
Flesh hangs off my body in bloody strings,
lies in chunks around me.

My mouth is a hollow pit,
teeth broken, gone,
nerve endings oozing red,
over severed tongue

My eyes are scraped and gouged;
sight is almost impossible through the sanguine tears that flow in rivulets
down my face

The fingers on my left hand are gone,
torn, ripped from their rightful places,
leaving shattered bone and jagged flesh.

My right arm is burned, seared.
Blisters bubble and burst their foul liquid,
Scar tissue forms...

Sour vomit drips from my mouth,
burns my windpipe,
chokes me...

My wounds fester and decay,
seeping pus and slime...

I am what no one would ever want

I am me.


And then,
through the fog of my torn retinas,
I see you standing above me.

You smile.
I cringe.
Are you going to make fun of me too?


And then you reach your hands to me.
You kneel and help me to my feet.
You lay my mutilated head on your breast,
and hold my bloodsoaked body close to you.

You look into my eyes,
And you love me.
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Απεριόριστος

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 12:56:27 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Απεριόριστος

I lie on the floor
in a pool of blood.
My hair is matted and torn.
Flesh hangs off my body in bloody strings,
lies in chunks around me.

My mouth is a hollow pit,
teeth broken, gone,
nerve endings oozing red,
over severed tongue

My eyes are scraped and gouged;
sight is almost impossible through the sanguine tears that flow in rivulets
down my face

The fingers on my left hand are gone,
torn, ripped from their rightful places,
leaving shattered bone and jagged flesh.

My right arm is burned, seared.
Blisters bubble and burst their foul liquid,
Scar tissue forms...

Sour vomit drips from my mouth,
burns my windpipe,
chokes me...

My wounds fester and decay,
seeping pus and slime...

I am what no one would ever want

I am me.


And then,
through the fog of my torn retinas,
I see you standing above me.

You smile.
I cringe.
Are you going to make fun of me too?


And then you reach your hands to me.
You kneel and help me to my feet.
You lay my mutilated head on your breast,
and hold my bloodsoaked body close to you.

You look into my eyes,
And you love me.




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Re: Απεριόριστος (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 01:39:34 AM AEST
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wow very morbid, dark, and ethereal (I don't know what ethereal means i just like sticking words that sound cool into random spots), but honestly this was awesome I love the imagery u convey in this. Very touching and unsettling at the same time.
Flesh hangs off my body in bloody strings,
I loved that line I want to hold it close to my bosom and whisper it into random people's ears... Very beautiful SSA

Bobo (joel)


Re: Απεριόριστος (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 06:13:58 AM AEST
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i am what no one would ever want........very dark and futile......great write........


Re: Απεριόριστος (User Rating: 1 )
by MissLee on Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 09:46:31 AM AEST
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Unlimited....
I would not say you are what no one would ever want dear, I want you.


Re: Απεριόριστος (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 11:13:27 AM AEST
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Dude that was awesome. I fully agree with Joel. You are a darn good writer mate. You and Joel should co write something though I think you would have to e-mail it to everyone as it would probably be yanked in about 3 seconds... Muwahahahaha.


Re: Απεριόριστος (User Rating: 1 )
by SensitiveSoAbused on Thursday, 18th December 2003 @ 12:11:15 AM AEST
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the title of the poem may be translated into 'unlimited', it is greek, but the true ttranslation i meant to mean 'unconditional'

and misslee, i know. :) you are the one who saw the real me through all the ***** that has happened and built up, and i am happy for that.





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