Array ( [sid] => 106857 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => No cure for what I have [time] => 2005-10-01 03:29:42 [hometext] => This is just how I feel and its not just today, I hate it when they ask whats wrong with you now, I wish i would just I dont know I guess be the next to die [bodytext] => I have never felt like cutting so bad
Never felt this desperate to hurt
I don’t know what to do anymore
I’m slipping away slowly into nothing
I am falling and I can’t stop
Till I hit the ground hard
When I do I won’t be ale to get back up
Not ever sure I want to get back
I feel so bad
Clinical depression
Self diagnosis
No cure

No cure for what I have
Only treatment that never works
It only makes me worse
It just numbs me till it fades
And then it’s back to the blade
Wishing that this life would finish me off
Till it does its cough after cough
Till I start to bleed
Bleeding from the inside
Just as much as the out
It’s being eaten away at from
Within

Does anything I do matter
To any one at all
Do my words still mean anything?
I wish I did not feel this way
But I guess I am use to it
I have never felt so bad before
Every time I say that
I really do feel worse
I’m falling fast
From grace
Losing face
Just done know what
To do any more

No one feels anything for me
It just all seems so fake
Made up because they feel sorry
Sorry for me for what I am

I don’t know what to do anymore
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No cure for what I have
Date: Saturday, 1st October 2005 @ 03:29:42 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Doriens_Picture
I have never felt like cutting so bad
Never felt this desperate to hurt
I don’t know what to do anymore
I’m slipping away slowly into nothing
I am falling and I can’t stop
Till I hit the ground hard
When I do I won’t be ale to get back up
Not ever sure I want to get back
I feel so bad
Clinical depression
Self diagnosis
No cure

No cure for what I have
Only treatment that never works
It only makes me worse
It just numbs me till it fades
And then it’s back to the blade
Wishing that this life would finish me off
Till it does its cough after cough
Till I start to bleed
Bleeding from the inside
Just as much as the out
It’s being eaten away at from
Within

Does anything I do matter
To any one at all
Do my words still mean anything?
I wish I did not feel this way
But I guess I am use to it
I have never felt so bad before
Every time I say that
I really do feel worse
I’m falling fast
From grace
Losing face
Just done know what
To do any more

No one feels anything for me
It just all seems so fake
Made up because they feel sorry
Sorry for me for what I am

I don’t know what to do anymore


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