Poems

Subject: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 10:56 am

Itsy bitsy razor climbed up the scarred wrist
Down comes the blood washing it out with a twist
Up comes the razor to slice the wrist some more
Itsy bitsy razor comes back to dig the core
The scars are getting worse, never to heal
The pain will stay forever, never to seal
The hand drops the razor, it falls to the ground
Nothing to see or hear but her crying sounds
Picking up the razor to dig it really deep
Hoping, wishing, waiting just to fall asleep
Itsy bitsy razor drowned with her blood
Drowning she can't breathe in such a deep flood
She takes her final breath and then she says goodbye
For itsy bitsy razor helped her leave this world and die
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Perfection:
To never see it snow, or ever feel the rain again,
To never be in love, or having to explain again,
To not have to cover my face so
you won't see my pain,
that would be perfection.

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:08 am

Scars

I can almost remember
Crimson red in dead September
First time I was alive
Desperate to throw off my gyve

While heaven doesn’t exist
Hell’s fire subsists
This pain isn’t a lie
Only proof I can die

How beautiful red rivers flow
Little metal strip dealing deathblows
Whispers from the stars, take my sorrows
Blood today, scars tomorrow.

StainedShe starts the water,
fills it to the top.
Gets inside,
the feelings won't stop.
She's shaking from crying,
there's tears on her cheek.
Strong on the outside,
but inside - she's weak.
She can't help but wonder,
why life's turned out this way.
Just relieved at this moment
she won't have to stay.
Reaches over,
grabs the blade off the sink.
This night she left us,
with the water stained pink.

Undead Bride
Frail little body, held in your arms so tight
Pale and beautiful, draped in the cloak of night
The pain in your eyes shines out in red
Matching her nightdress, from where you had fed
Your shirt forever stained, as is your pride
An innocent girl becomes your undead bride
The gifts of darkness have made you vain
But this power has caused you nothing but pain
After dusk, you live your cursed life
Then hide away from dawn’s sharp knife
You take the girl somewhere dark to meet her fate
To wake up, alone, in this damned state
And you try to purify yourself, to cleanse your skin
But you cannot remove this scent, and disguise your sin
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Perfection:
To never see it snow, or ever feel the rain again,
To never be in love, or having to explain again,
To not have to cover my face so
you won't see my pain,
that would be perfection.

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:30 am

mee too!!!

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Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:30 am

The reason.

The sun is shining,
But my eyes see no light.
I see black,
I see people laughing, and loving thier life,
But all i hear is the screaming.
What is wrong with me?
I know that blood running through my veins
but all that i feel is pain,
the pain of wasted days, and of missed opportunities,
Sitting in my room alone,
I feel crowded,
My mind is yelling
"its not worth it!"
Is all I hear all day long,
when I sleep I dream of death
The blood has covered the floor,
I feel light headed
The pain rushes through my body like lighting
hitting the ground.
I think of everything I have been through,
a father leaving, of grandparents dying, of abuse,
the taste of insanity that has been on my tounge for far too long
i just wish everything was gone,
that all would be silent,
but to think!
after all that i've been through!
after 9 months in my mothers womb,
after the fourteen years she has cared for me,
after all the time living this life, enjoying this wonderful gift,
could i throw it away?
no, that can't be right.....
what a waste it would be...
perhaps there is a reason for me to carry on!!
perhaps i should continue,
but what reason do i have?

and this is the answer i must persue,
lest i become lost in the hopelessness and depression of this world.

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Deus nobiscum, quis contra?

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:36 am

wow, that is really good, did you write it?

Memories burned away for all the time past,
That’s unable to ever stay or last.
It’s not meant to be. Just let it fade,
Memories are taken and then again made.

Our past tends to repeat itself again and again,
Without time given or time to mend,
We use ourselves to fulfill our desire,
But to me you’ll always be a liar.

Just walk away again. I know you will,
Unable to create or fulfill,
Your own destiny or future ahead,
There’s so many more that want you dead.

You can’t control me or my life,
I can make it through my own strife,
Just give up on me. I’m not worth it anymore,
Unable to settle or even your score.

I can’t fulfill destiny, not even my own,
I walk this dark world all alone,
Without a script or cue of where to go,
Time ends but there’s never a final show.

People fade without a spark,
Sitting alone in the dark,
Unable to find a meaning to this life,
We let ourselves become consumed with strife.
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Perfection:
To never see it snow, or ever feel the rain again,
To never be in love, or having to explain again,
To not have to cover my face so
you won't see my pain,
that would be perfection.

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:38 am

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:39 am

thank you. i have many (poems and Scars)
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Perfection:
To never see it snow, or ever feel the rain again,
To never be in love, or having to explain again,
To not have to cover my face so
you won't see my pain,
that would be perfection.

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:42 am

lol, u should really shake that habbit...no offense...just saying Smile

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Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:44 am

none taken, yea i doo need to quit, but if you have ever done somthing for a really long time...you would know how hard it is to quit.

I lay still thinking,
I lay wondering about what to do or say,
I am young and don’t understand what is happening
My mother is screaming my father is smashing glass and I lay still wondering if I did this.
Soon my mother runs out of her room and goes towards the door
My father follows only to stop and grab his metal rod that goes “boom”.
I still lay there wondering and now crying.
My father raises the rod and I jump out of my bed.
I run out to my mother, he pulls the trigger.
Now, I lay here in my box with my mother next to me.
I now lay still forever.
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Perfection:
To never see it snow, or ever feel the rain again,
To never be in love, or having to explain again,
To not have to cover my face so
you won't see my pain,
that would be perfection.

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:47 am

yes. lol, bad habbits are very hard to shake...i have more than one ^^

this one sucks...i wrote it out of boredom, where as the previous one came from my heart.

The loneliest thing I know
As I sit recalling the past
A lost little girl all alone
Wishing for peace at last

A big smile and bright green eyes
Was my secret safely kept
I did good hiding the depression
Locked in my room while i wept

I was invisible to my father
Lost because acquaintances weren't true friends
But the saddest thing I recall
Was wishing for the end

The loneliest thing that I know
is the memory of what i used to be
forever recalling the past,
wondering what went wrong.

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Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:50 am

yep i have thought the same thing, whats the use right?

My Thoughts while on Abilify-

Asphyxiate in that insatiable need for those delicious pinpricks of crimson
Eyes vacant, vitreous mirror orbs burning insipid and without purpose
Gaze lowered, released from the strangulation of your artificial perfection
Frigid mechanism supplants emotion, dabbing at lightly the rivulets of red
Wash up, glance up, assume once again your fabrication of perfection

Neurotic dreams flicker incessantly beneath fluttering eyelids
Infinite ebony lashes graze skin as you unwittingly slip further from reality
Lost in the perpetual insanity that you’ve inevitably begun to call home,
you skillfully plaster an iridescent, quotidian smile to the face of your physical self
And watch with deadened eyes as everything you know…..

….fades into nihility
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Perfection:
To never see it snow, or ever feel the rain again,
To never be in love, or having to explain again,
To not have to cover my face so
you won't see my pain,
that would be perfection.

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:52 am

you didnt write that 1...correct? its alot diff. than the other 1's....
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Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:55 am

yea i didnt write that one my best friend did
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Perfection:
To never see it snow, or ever feel the rain again,
To never be in love, or having to explain again,
To not have to cover my face so
you won't see my pain,
that would be perfection.

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:55 am

but i liked it.
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Perfection:
To never see it snow, or ever feel the rain again,
To never be in love, or having to explain again,
To not have to cover my face so
you won't see my pain,
that would be perfection.

Subject: Re: Poems Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:57 am

mee too....lol
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