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Array ( [sid] => 59710 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Night I Cut Again [time] => 2004-08-11 02:35:06 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I feel throbing in my wrist, My shoulder too,
After doing something I longed to do.
It worked again, and took away all the pain
This isnt just some kind of game
When I cut its like after writing a poem
I feel empty, Emotionless

If I had something to pray to right now, I would
But theres nothing. I cant believe in a great spirit.
Though I want to so much, But I dont understand.
So whats left is to cut, and be alone,
And cry, Untill a part of me will die

Its easy to hide, and if questioned,
I couldnt find an excuse
You can tell i did it myself.

I start to feel guilty,
I hope no one knows
Now I'll be embarrassed if any of it shows

For right now everything is ok
Till it comes another day
Then I have to get out my new piece
I look at it as if its a grand feast
Because i know soon it will peirce my skin
And everthing dissapears within. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 13 [informant] => willow_tara72002 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

The Night I Cut Again

Contributed by willow_tara72002 on Wednesday, 11th August 2004 @ 02:35:06 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

I feel throbing in my wrist, My shoulder too,
After doing something I longed to do.
It worked again, and took away all the pain
This isnt just some kind of game
When I cut its like after writing a poem
I feel empty, Emotionless

If I had something to pray to right now, I would
But theres nothing. I cant believe in a great spirit.
Though I want to so much, But I dont understand.
So whats left is to cut, and be alone,
And cry, Untill a part of me will die

Its easy to hide, and if questioned,
I couldnt find an excuse
You can tell i did it myself.

I start to feel guilty,
I hope no one knows
Now I'll be embarrassed if any of it shows

For right now everything is ok
Till it comes another day
Then I have to get out my new piece
I look at it as if its a grand feast
Because i know soon it will peirce my skin
And everthing dissapears within.

Copyright © willow_tara72002 ... [ 2004-08-11 02:35:06]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The Night I Cut Again (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 11th August 2004 @ 02:41:06 AM AEST
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Very, very sad but written well.
Search inside your heart and find the good there.
Choose life.
I'm so sorry your life seems so sad that u wonna die. No matter what u've donne God luvs u and all he wants is u 2 trust him.
Luv, huggs, faith, prayers,
emy

Re: The Night I Cut Again (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 11th August 2004 @ 05:32:38 AM AEST
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A,mber I am sorry to hear of your pain, you have a very good way of expression of your pain, I hope that it soon subsides for you

pixie xx

Re: The Night I Cut Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Kindredblood_dragon on Wednesday, 11th August 2004 @ 07:29:50 AM AEST
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So much pain, wreating in the sadness within your words.
I know that cutting is a way to ease the heartache, but please look into your heart there must be something to pull you up.
Your poetry is so beautiful, your words leave a powerful image, It is very expressive, allow your talent to write be a way of releasing the tension building within, let your desires flow within each letter for you have a beautiful mind, as your talent shows.

Re: The Night I Cut Again (User Rating: 1 )
by CrimsonTears on Wednesday, 11th August 2004 @ 08:17:27 PM AEST
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i know how this feels...i know how bad it hurts....i hope u can overcome this...great write...excellent job

Lots of Love
CrimsonTears

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