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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mercy Tools
[time] => 2004-05-20 10:36:08
[hometext] => A dream. It started out running through empty hallways and stumbling accross a room filled with knives. And in this dream I managed to cut deep enough. I no longer felt empty. But alas, it was only a dream.
[bodytext] => I’m screaming into empty hallways Running from imagined fears Gasping for air in this vacuum As I spill these dark-red tears. I’m fleeing my attacker As I pass the mirrored wall Slipping in a pool of blood I feel myself begin to fall And it’s not like I’m afraid To be caught and then erased But I feel I must remove The primitive drive of hate. So I stumble inside an unlocked room Filled with shelves of sharps Comforted by the thought of destruction As I hold a knife to my heart. And then I slowly recognize That death is not at hand This room is filled with mercy tools It’s with this thought I stand. I pull back my sleeve slowly To reveal cuts and scars I hold the knife with a trembling hand Hoping this time I don’t go too far. Cutting past the epidermis To bring forth the blood within Exposing tendons, seeing muscle Contently destroying skin. And quietly I look around To be sure that no one’s here Reassured I end the sorrow Weep the final tear. I’ve managed to cut deep enough I don’t need it anymore. And this one will not leave a scar I’ve managed to settle the score With trust. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => LiquidChaos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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