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Poet on Acid
Member

since 2001-01-07

Posts 325
Florida, USA

0 posted 2001-06-26 03:45 AM

It doesn't hurt anymore
the pain went away
I'm used to it now
I grew acustom to it day by day

The blood is like a friend now
it keeps me company
along with my own rotting gore
they listen to me

My wounds comfort me
when I'm all alone
they fill the space
the empty void

When all my angels
leave to their homes
my wounds listen to the thoughts
of which I've toyed

My angels
they comfort me
and help me forget my wounds
but they have their own

Their own wounds
perhaps not as
prevelant as mine
but wounds all the same

So I'm left
to my own devices
to overcome my pain
sad to say that won't happen today

"It's too cold in the world...too cold to be alone..." - >¶ØÊ†<

fearing-laughter
Senior Member

since 2001-04-24

Posts 605
land of cheese (Wisconsin)

1 posted 2001-06-26 04:03 AM

hey tony..here's a thought...lol write something HAPPY. (kidding) i tried to write a happy poem, and it turned out like crap. i guess you're just good at depressing stuff, perhaps. this one was kool of yours, not my favorite, but still kool. well...later.
-bergundy-

emotions are like evil serpents that coil around your mind---me "i cannot save you, i can't even save myself"--stabbing westward

Love's Addiction
Member

since 2001-06-21

Posts 57
all around you