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[sid] => 36104
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Scratching Joys.
[time] => 2004-02-24 11:30:33
[hometext] => I wrote this the other day, after i'd selfharmed again and again.my cuts weren't deep, i couldn't let them be for fear of someone seeing them, but i couldn't stop going on and on.when i say i full of colour it means i'm dark inside but warm pinks outside
[bodytext] => I am numb, I am emotionally dead! I am swelling with feelings, far inside my head! I am full of colour, of viberent tones, I have beond real life dreams, of sticks and stones! I fall everyday, I can't stand on two feet, every time I heal, my brain falls asleep! every time I heal, I go back to how I woz, every second's, hour's, and i'm like this coz... I am emotionally and mentally, mucked up in my brain, I know i should cut, 'coz it's food for my pain! but it's not like there's a point, most days of my life, It's not like i care enough, to say no! to a knife... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 36 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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