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Array ( [sid] => 104991 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Crave In Me [time] => 2005-09-03 19:24:15 [hometext] => ....one of the many nights when the craving and addictiion takes over.... [bodytext] =>
I lick my lips and wait...

wait for the taste of my life of who i am and where i'm from

from my wrist, from my skin, from ME it does leak

leaking on to my tounge at a steady rate that i long to have from my loves around me.


the pain is a simple sacrifice i make just to have what i want and oh so crave.
cravings are apart of me by now and now i know what its like to have a hold on

me.

i stare at it...its sleak silver metal all around the killer sharpness that is my friend.

friends that do not know, do not understand...as i've been faced to learn

learning is apart of life, as is blood, and together i've learned to crave, learned to have and to seek...and lust for...lust for blood, and that simple pain it comes with...pain that is real that isn't in the heart but COMES from heart

its all a big circle that i hate and created and formed and......want.


i close my eyes and grab it. Grab the sleekness in my hand and take it for a short walk along the desert of my body...and hope that the blood is still there, and that i satisfy the crave...
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 219 [topic] => 72 [informant] => NoangelNohope [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )
Crave In Me

Contributed by NoangelNohope on Saturday, 3rd September 2005 @ 07:24:15 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry




I lick my lips and wait...

wait for the taste of my life of who i am and where i'm from

from my wrist, from my skin, from ME it does leak

leaking on to my tounge at a steady rate that i long to have from my loves around me.


the pain is a simple sacrifice i make just to have what i want and oh so crave.
cravings are apart of me by now and now i know what its like to have a hold on

me.

i stare at it...its sleak silver metal all around the killer sharpness that is my friend.

friends that do not know, do not understand...as i've been faced to learn

learning is apart of life, as is blood, and together i've learned to crave, learned to have and to seek...and lust for...lust for blood, and that simple pain it comes with...pain that is real that isn't in the heart but COMES from heart

its all a big circle that i hate and created and formed and......want.


i close my eyes and grab it. Grab the sleekness in my hand and take it for a short walk along the desert of my body...and hope that the blood is still there, and that i satisfy the crave...




Copyright © NoangelNohope ... [ 2005-09-03 19:24:15]
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Re: Crave In Me (User Rating: 1 )
by LilyFire on Wednesday, 7th September 2005 @ 10:20:55 PM AEST
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These words really touched on a place inside me. It is a great poem, though a bit of a downer.


Re: Crave In Me (User Rating: 1 )
by expired_promises on Monday, 26th September 2005 @ 09:20:43 PM AEST
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this is the first self-harm poem i've read besides my own, and i've never actually read something by or talked to another self-injurer that i know of. then again like everyone in the world i often overlook things. I love the line *pain that is real that isn't in the heart but COMES from heart* i can't get over how much it describes how i feel about cutting and self injury.

i'm on my way to quitting though. and god is it hard. the day the first person ever found out was one of the worst of my life.

if you ever want to talk you can email me at babaoriley1921@yahoo.com

yours truly




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