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[title] => Picking up the pieces
[time] => 2004-05-19 04:24:54
[hometext] => I try everyday and say thats not how I was...am..I still like this...and then think I havent gotton any help..I am Im a cutter...aw jeez!!!
[bodytext] => "Picking up the pieces"
I find myself
Panicking
I pick up the blade
Wishing all I can do is fade
I’m lost
And won’t be found
I may be laying on the ground
But o well
It’s my choice
I’ll be gone
I have a way of channeling out your voice
Your gone
Can’t be found
There’s a sound
My cry
As I slide the blade across my skin
And hope that I die
What is it you ask?
Why?
My choice
It’s good
I have this thing that makes me cry
Makes me feel
I know now that I’m real
I see differently
Literally
The floor tilts
I can’t see straight
I’m picking up the pieces
So that you don’t have to do it
I’m trying hard to feel
I’m trying to find truth
I have an answer
If all else fails
My next choice
Is the best choice
I’ll be gone
Far away
You will think of me everyday
You will then say
And begin to ask
The same question before I die
That is why?
You chose this route
I was weak
You were strong
This is where everything went wrong
I’ll remember your song
That was for me
Before I said so long
I am gone
You are so far
Driving down the 101 in your car
Thinking about
Your next move
You pull back
Realize that you wont do that
For me
I ask you this please
don’t you do it
Why?
Do you put this on me
Think back
Far back
Why did you make me cry
I was gonna ask you why
Why?
Did you let me die?
I always use to say
We should never say Good-Bye
That was the 2 worst words to me
I would say no!!!
Bye
Buh-Bye
Later
So long
Not Good-Bye
I guess that’s changed
I’m gone
That’s what should be said
As much as it hurts to say now
Now that you know it’s true
Good-Bye
Picking up the pieces
To what was left before
I had to go
I had to walk out your door
You looking at my back
Knowing you’ll never see it again
You hated it
I cherished it
For the fact I was strong
But not really
I was a coward
And I’m sorry
That I had to leave like that
I’m gone and it feels good
No more worries, No more bad thoughts
I’ve completed my journey
In reality, this is it I have died
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Picking up the pieces
Contributed by
Living_in_my_dream
on
Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 04:24:54 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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"Picking up the pieces"
I find myself
Panicking
I pick up the blade
Wishing all I can do is fade
I’m lost
And won’t be found
I may be laying on the ground
But o well
It’s my choice
I’ll be gone
I have a way of channeling out your voice
Your gone
Can’t be found
There’s a sound
My cry
As I slide the blade across my skin
And hope that I die
What is it you ask?
Why?
My choice
It’s good
I have this thing that makes me cry
Makes me feel
I know now that I’m real
I see differently
Literally
The floor tilts
I can’t see straight
I’m picking up the pieces
So that you don’t have to do it
I’m trying hard to feel
I’m trying to find truth
I have an answer
If all else fails
My next choice
Is the best choice
I’ll be gone
Far away
You will think of me everyday
You will then say
And begin to ask
The same question before I die
That is why?
You chose this route
I was weak
You were strong
This is where everything went wrong
I’ll remember your song
That was for me
Before I said so long
I am gone
You are so far
Driving down the 101 in your car
Thinking about
Your next move
You pull back
Realize that you wont do that
For me
I ask you this please
don’t you do it
Why?
Do you put this on me
Think back
Far back
Why did you make me cry
I was gonna ask you why
Why?
Did you let me die?
I always use to say
We should never say Good-Bye
That was the 2 worst words to me
I would say no!!!
Bye
Buh-Bye
Later
So long
Not Good-Bye
I guess that’s changed
I’m gone
That’s what should be said
As much as it hurts to say now
Now that you know it’s true
Good-Bye
Picking up the pieces
To what was left before
I had to go
I had to walk out your door
You looking at my back
Knowing you’ll never see it again
You hated it
I cherished it
For the fact I was strong
But not really
I was a coward
And I’m sorry
That I had to leave like that
I’m gone and it feels good
No more worries, No more bad thoughts
I’ve completed my journey
In reality, this is it I have died
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2004-05-19 04:24:54]
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Re: Picking up the pieces
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by Another_Dimension on
Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 04:36:03 AM AEST
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| dont you just hate life? lol, its good sometimes, but to be a cutter, tis frustrating. You need to do something, im not sure what.. but something x |
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Re: Picking up the pieces
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by Princesaazul16 on
Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 08:06:56 AM AEST
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| I understand how you feel. In more ways than one. It kind of touched my heart about the part of saying Good-bye. I always hate saying Good-bye in fear that its almost like I'll never see that person again. So I never do say Good-bye. But I guess some people just dont understand. Well I thought it was a good write. Keep up the good work! ~Stace~ |
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Re: Picking up the pieces
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 02:57:58 PM AEST
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| omg! i love this!!!! i see wot u mean about us havin similar writing styles, and the same to u , if u eva need to talk, message me, and thanx for ur support ,it means more than ya think. luv ya. luv sooze xxx |
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Re: Picking up the pieces
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by bobotheclown on
Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 06:57:05 PM AEST
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very good poem. I used to (and still) struggle with cutting, but its an addiction and like any addiction it CAN be beaten. Just realize that you are strong (as opposed to a line in your poem when you said you were weak) just keep on fighting and be aware that one day the sun will poke through the clouds.
Bobo (Joel) |
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Re: Picking up the pieces
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by carmen_queasy on
Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 04:14:46 AM AEST
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| Your poetry is passionate. You have the emotion there and I think your writing is pretty much straight from the heart. Passion makes good poetry, no one can be taught to write a good poem. That is a good poem. Being a cutter isn't necessarily a dead end, to cut is to have a release, I know but you can release it in other ways. Poetry is a great way but do you play an instrument? Your poetry flows really well and most are written like a song. Music is another way of releasing emotion. In conclusion, I like your poetry, it cuts through your heart. |
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Re: Picking up the pieces
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by Vermillion on
Sunday, 23rd May 2004 @ 12:11:16 PM AEST
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| im very impressed i can truley relate to your poem. Ive been down that road before and i love how you capture your emotions so well. an excellent writer |
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Re: Picking up the pieces
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by Soulless on
Wednesday, 9th June 2004 @ 01:39:31 PM AEST
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Beautiful poem that tells others that they are not alone in dealing with the hard edges of life, hope you dont plan on leaving us, I got a little worried although pleased at this great piece.
Kisses,
~Soulless~ |
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Re: Picking up the pieces
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by deadbloodyrose on
Sunday, 13th June 2004 @ 10:53:12 AM AEST
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| i really like this poem it has a lot of emotion in it that a lot of people can relate to.. and thanks for comenting on my poem as well :) take care and i hope things are going better for you... AMI JO |
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