Array ( [sid] => 128915 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Slave to Addiction [time] => 2006-12-01 13:19:46 [hometext] => This is a poem I wrote because i just wanted to break down because of a girl that constantly cuts for attention and then says i am the one that does and it is ripping me apart [bodytext] => Tears streaming from my eyes
I am so sick of all your lies
I hate you so but it’s not my place
But you’re the reason tears run down my face
You make me yearn for my blade
Even though the scars will never fade
They will always remind me of my pain
But yet they helped me to stay sane
You say you cut but I know why
You want attention and for people to ask why
You do it all just to draw a crowd
And when it’s done you feel so proud!
Well listen now and listen close
People cut when they have these lows
They feel trapped and want to die
They have no more tears to cry
So they take there blade and cut in deep
Let the red tears fall till they sleep
When they wake they feel alive
That act of pain helped them to survive
So you better wake up to the facts
Cutting isn’t for attention it’s to relax
Once you start your forever a slave
Every day it will make you crave
Whispers always begging for blood
This new addiction will forever be your love
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Slave to Addiction
Date: Friday, 1st December 2006 @ 01:19:46 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: nothingness

Tears streaming from my eyes
I am so sick of all your lies
I hate you so but it’s not my place
But you’re the reason tears run down my face
You make me yearn for my blade
Even though the scars will never fade
They will always remind me of my pain
But yet they helped me to stay sane
You say you cut but I know why
You want attention and for people to ask why
You do it all just to draw a crowd
And when it’s done you feel so proud!
Well listen now and listen close
People cut when they have these lows
They feel trapped and want to die
They have no more tears to cry
So they take there blade and cut in deep
Let the red tears fall till they sleep
When they wake they feel alive
That act of pain helped them to survive
So you better wake up to the facts
Cutting isn’t for attention it’s to relax
Once you start your forever a slave
Every day it will make you crave
Whispers always begging for blood
This new addiction will forever be your love


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