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 Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 8:21 pm
-=Painful reawakening=-
My body was dead
my mind alive
you brought me back
so id survive
a twisted act
ill get you back
death is to good
for a fool like you
ill give you hell
you never knew
sleepless nights
selfless fights
your mind fills with black
as you try and think back
to the day i died
and how you didnt cry
you look back and realize
why tears didnt fill your eyes
how you didnt pull me away
from that razor that day
Why did you bring me back
to fill what you lack?
Im what you need?
I turn away and pay no heed
Your full of greed
Your nothing more than a selfish
WHORE
END
Posted: [11 Sep 2002|08:39pm]
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 4:47 pm
Methinks that Davis can read my mind...
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 3:37 pm
Silver Wingling Methinks that Davis can read my mind... This one is actually part of a 3 poem saga If I'm remembering correctly. -=Rapid Descent=- [ X] -=After forever=- [ X] -=Painful reawakening=- [ X] and they're actually about The death of a part of me.... Though I must admit I'm curious as to why these specific poems strike you....
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2008 3:52 pm
I may be young, but that doesn't mean I haven't gone through hell a couple of times. Broken home, broken heart, and... complications, as it were... at school. Really bad complications. I became a cutter to cope with the pain... I was goth, a cutter, I drank at school(only on occasion, I was never hooked) and yea... I'm better now.
Over the retreat I was on this weekend, we had the most AMAZING guy to lead the teens. One thing he said I will never forget. He told us
"Some of you could probobly tell me stories... some of you probobly can't remember the last time your abba hugged you, and told you he loved you... and if you can't get that attention, that love, you look for it anywhere. From anyone, or anything. Any girl. Any boy. Any drug. Any knife."
And yes, that is word for word.
I never got that kind of love, from anyone. I only got hatred, and death, and pain. I couldn't take the mental pain anymore, so I drowned it in blood.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 5:14 pm
Silver Wingling I may be young, but that doesn't mean I haven't gone through hell a couple of times. Broken home, broken heart, and... complications, as it were... at school. Really bad complications. I became a cutter to cope with the pain... I was goth, a cutter, I drank at school(only on occasion, I was never hooked) and yea... I'm better now. Over the retreat I was on this weekend, we had the most AMAZING guy to lead the teens. One thing he said I will never forget. He told us "Some of you could probobly tell me stories... some of you probobly can't remember the last time your abba hugged you, and told you he loved you... and if you can't get that attention, that love, you look for it anywhere. From anyone, or anything. Any girl. Any boy. Any drug. Any knife." And yes, that is word for word. I never got that kind of love, from anyone. I only got hatred, and death, and pain. I couldn't take the mental pain anymore, so I drowned it in blood. It's not so much that I didn't get the love... My parents loved me, But I have/had a tendancy to take on the burdens of others... and when I failed them It hurt, Beyond that I got involved in drugs, and my grades slipped and my parents were pissed, They did the best they could, but still it didn't help I downward spiraled... Any way long story short, I met my wife... She's been my personal savior since before I met Christ.
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