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Array ( [sid] => 8456 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Another menses ride [time] => 2002-12-12 16:40:00 [hometext] => Understand ladies? [bodytext] => Sleepless night, leads to sleepless dawn,
Up I sit pale and drawn.
Clammy cold fear grips my stomach,
And an icy sweat slips down my spine.
Then a burning ach starts deep inside,
I curl up and try to hide
I clutch my fear and push it down
But it only pushes back up again.
Iron claws grip up between my legs
And start to rip and tear and pull
I bite down hard on wet, wet wool,
Trying not to scream at the tug,
Wishing that there was a drug
That could stop this pain.
But that only starts it up again.
A thousand skewers, burning white
Springs up out of the hell of night
To stab back down upon me
And my face screws up in agony.
In they jab, down then out
Now all I do is scream and shout.
As tears soar down my cheeks,
As rich red blood pours forth, it reeks.
I am being eaten from inside,
As I start another menses ride.

©2002 Amy Pluess
[comments] => 6 [counter] => 526 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Icequeen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Another menses ride

Contributed by Icequeen on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 04:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Sleepless night, leads to sleepless dawn,
Up I sit pale and drawn.
Clammy cold fear grips my stomach,
And an icy sweat slips down my spine.
Then a burning ach starts deep inside,
I curl up and try to hide
I clutch my fear and push it down
But it only pushes back up again.
Iron claws grip up between my legs
And start to rip and tear and pull
I bite down hard on wet, wet wool,
Trying not to scream at the tug,
Wishing that there was a drug
That could stop this pain.
But that only starts it up again.
A thousand skewers, burning white
Springs up out of the hell of night
To stab back down upon me
And my face screws up in agony.
In they jab, down then out
Now all I do is scream and shout.
As tears soar down my cheeks,
As rich red blood pours forth, it reeks.
I am being eaten from inside,
As I start another menses ride.

©2002 Amy Pluess




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Re: Another menses ride (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 04:47:55 PM AEST
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Sucks doesn't it?? :S
Good write Amy!


Re: Another menses ride (User Rating: 1 )
by Nessiecat on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 04:51:49 PM AEST
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Great Poem, only too familiar subject :)

I think you should sell t-shirts with this on so people will understand how grim it can be for us women. We can wear them monthly ;-).

Nessiecat =^..^=



Re: Another menses ride (User Rating: 1 )
by lilch4ever on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 05:02:27 PM AEST
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That was a very touching poem you should right more.


Re: Another menses ride (User Rating: 1 )
by Jessica_Saini on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 05:05:12 PM AEST
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Dark poetry is the perfect category for that topic. Nice write!


Re: Another menses ride (User Rating: 1 )
by yellow_sundragon on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 11:10:38 PM AEST
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You go girlfriend!!

Tell the world about the pain! Ha! maybe Guys will read this one.

And can you make t-shirts, I'll buy one!!

YS


Re: Another menses ride (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Saturday, 21st December 2002 @ 12:35:01 AM AEST
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that is ever so true... i enjoyed your write...although you subject is painful




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