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Array ( [sid] => 30877 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Last Night [time] => 2004-01-06 08:20:25 [hometext] => Last Night I started to argue with myself, and this poem is about that in one sense, but its more the feelings I felt at the time of the experience [bodytext] => I woke up suddenly again last night,
hurt fluttering/such a fright,
then something crushed my head,
leaving confusion instead,
screaming couldnt control,
anger explosion devouring whole,
Suddenly I weep, still confused,
All the memories of being used,
he's dying and leaving me,
take me instead set him free,
anger returns I start to scream,
**** YOU PIG GET OUT OF MY DREAM,
I start to cry, and scratch my face,
But the other me returns with much haste,
He shouts me, torments me,
I get so blind I cannot see

But then it all stops so suddenly,
and then like a mystery,
I get out of bed,
My eyes are so red,
I walk to my desk,
the knife looks grotesque,
I hold it in my hand,
My arm seems to expand,
I start to cry again,
I tell myself to do it/cut out the pain,
But I tell myself NO i'v been so good,
YOUR a PUSsY THOUGHT YOU UNDERSTOOD
I dont want to do it, I cry
Its the only way to fly,
Please dont make me do it again,
ITS THE ONLY WAY TO MAKE YOU SANE,
Thats it I dont want it ENOUGH
Then with one simple stroke, I cut
I cut [comments] => 4 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 13 [informant] => alecfernadez [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Last Night

Contributed by alecfernadez on Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 08:20:25 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

I woke up suddenly again last night,
hurt fluttering/such a fright,
then something crushed my head,
leaving confusion instead,
screaming couldnt control,
anger explosion devouring whole,
Suddenly I weep, still confused,
All the memories of being used,
he's dying and leaving me,
take me instead set him free,
anger returns I start to scream,
**** YOU PIG GET OUT OF MY DREAM,
I start to cry, and scratch my face,
But the other me returns with much haste,
He shouts me, torments me,
I get so blind I cannot see

But then it all stops so suddenly,
and then like a mystery,
I get out of bed,
My eyes are so red,
I walk to my desk,
the knife looks grotesque,
I hold it in my hand,
My arm seems to expand,
I start to cry again,
I tell myself to do it/cut out the pain,
But I tell myself NO i'v been so good,
YOUR a PUSsY THOUGHT YOU UNDERSTOOD
I dont want to do it, I cry
Its the only way to fly,
Please dont make me do it again,
ITS THE ONLY WAY TO MAKE YOU SANE,
Thats it I dont want it ENOUGH
Then with one simple stroke, I cut
I cut

Copyright © alecfernadez ... [ 2004-01-06 08:20:25]
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Re: Last Night (User Rating: 1 )
by poetrygodslove on Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 08:39:50 AM AEST
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Listen, the things im about to tell you it is bad enough,but needs to be said.not to make you mad or upset but I dont know any other way to say this without making you mad and upset....so forgive me.....

The devil is alive on this planet earth
seeking all who he can devour
he places on all thoughts and desires
and we open ourselves to them because we are hurting in some way or mad
we do what he wants us to do without really knowing that it is him doing so.
please listen to me
the devil is involved with cutting
why I know...
because it is not GOD
GOD wouldnt want you to cut
dont you think the devil would ?
that is all im going to say
i hope you understand ........love sandy

Re: Last Night (User Rating: 1 )
by MissTea on Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 12:20:04 PM AEST
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I agree with the above statement form Sandy, but even though I know there is a God and that He loves me and I love Him so so much, I still keep a bottle of pills hidden under my bed, just in-case ( You know what I mean)
Its something I'll probably never be able to over come, its a strong hold the devil will always have on me. But I tell you know I actually plan to change that. And Alec if you want let me help you!

MissTea

Re: Last Night (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Wednesday, 7th January 2004 @ 11:53:30 AM AEST
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Very interesting and good write. I liked it.

Re: Last Night (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Sunday, 11th January 2004 @ 02:26:12 PM AEST
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i'm deathdrop.
i really like this poem!
i find that inside i feel or have felt similer feelings to you. do youlike my poems? please comment on them some time. i also love your home page. (i have signed in the guest book), if you haven't already seen it.

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