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spritrider87 Member
since 2003-05-31
Posts 294NH |
Please read this all the way through before you decide it isnt right to be up. =================================================== Slip Sliding Sidways Into myself The shadows Once again welcoming The shattered Tattered Heart of a soul No one to greet me No one to meet But a double edge razor Calling to me Circleing slowly Trying to resist Sitting in a darkened corner Of my tourtured mind Struggeling to regain controll To retie broken strings Your words Turn this darkness To a darkened grey A breif hope That love Could actually exist For me Throw away the blade With a look of disdane No one needs that kind of comfort No one nneds this kind of pain Your eyes cut through me So I look away Tears barely covered Can't give my pain away Used to contemplate Life or Death But that didn't get me anywhere So I decided To try to live But I'm afraid to trust Anyone With what really Goes on Inside Please dont hurt me This is the last time I come to you A broken child In an eight-teen year olds life Trying not to cry Or show my fear Cause even though I'd welcome death I'm afraid to die I am not alive. Just a shell mearly moving with what is left of a ghost. An echo I am whats left after the true thing has left. |
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* shining star* Member
since 2005-06-29
Posts 76PA,USA |
Wow. This is an awsome poem. Just please tell me you don't cut yourself. -Smile, it's not a sin. |
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spritrider87 Member
since 2003-05-31
Posts 294NH |
I used too. I am not alive. Just a shell mearly moving with what is left of a ghost. An echo I am whats left after the true thing has left. |
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* shining star* Member
since 2005-06-29
Posts 76PA,USA |
I have a friend that does it but we got her help so i understand. -Smile, it's not a sin. |
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spritrider87 Member
since 2003-05-31
Posts 294NH |
Thanks...but I think the only ones that would truely understand are those that cut or used to cut. I am not alive. Just a shell mearly moving with what is left of a ghost. An echo I am whats left after the true thing has left. |
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Savage Quiescence Member
since 2002-07-29
Posts 326Wandering |
I liked it. But the way you broke the lines up made it hard to read. I didn't think it added anything to the poem. Thanks for sharing, and keep writing. |
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spritrider87 Member
since 2003-05-31
Posts 294NH |
Its supposed to be broken....like me. I am not alive. Just a shell mearly moving with what is left of a ghost. An echo I am whats left after the true thing has left. |
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