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[sid] => 109642
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[aid] => mick
[title] => too deep
[time] => 2005-11-13 13:29:11
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[bodytext] => as i stuble through the darkness as i cry as i want someone to hold as i wanted to die there's nothing for me crimson in the dark i stayed only to bleed the break down of my broken heart my soul tickled by the thought my soul cut by the blade why? the question bruning through my veins spilling out my wrists bruning throught my pain coming out my fists why? i dont know why i don't like my life but somehow i dont want to die it's not like everyone else says "just to know your alive" it takes me away from reality and time brings me back again i know i'm alive the pain reminds me time after time i have to be alive but i question it when i wait to bleed the skin open my wrists so painfully sore i still don't know why i keep coming back for more i wish i could feel like i used to like my first time i want something to make sense something other than pain and lies [comments] => 3 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 72 [informant] => SmileSkinDeep [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => self-harmpoetry )
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