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Array ( [sid] => 58389 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Letting The Pain Slip [time] => 2004-08-01 09:23:55 [hometext] => I still can't think of anything but Jackie and it's driving me insane. I tried to see other people but anytime we'd kiss or even touch I'd think of Jackie and feel guilty for what I was doing, even worse when I hurt myself each night thinking of her. [bodytext] => As the knife starts to slip,
The blood continues to drip.
As I sit there staring at the crimson floor,
I’m wishing for you to knock at the door.
Come in and sit,
Try to help me with my fit.
Of course, I know you’ll never show,
And that’s why I cried only minutes ago.
Every night I feel this pain,
Again wishing this was a game.
Everyday I attempt to look past,
To a world much more vast.
Life’s fluid out on the floor,
Forget knocking at the door.
I won’t answer because my mind is in a dip,
As I continue letting the pain slip.
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Letting The Pain Slip

Contributed by PieceOfABrokenSoul on Sunday, 1st August 2004 @ 09:23:55 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



As the knife starts to slip,
The blood continues to drip.
As I sit there staring at the crimson floor,
I’m wishing for you to knock at the door.
Come in and sit,
Try to help me with my fit.
Of course, I know you’ll never show,
And that’s why I cried only minutes ago.
Every night I feel this pain,
Again wishing this was a game.
Everyday I attempt to look past,
To a world much more vast.
Life’s fluid out on the floor,
Forget knocking at the door.
I won’t answer because my mind is in a dip,
As I continue letting the pain slip.




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Re: Letting The Pain Slip (User Rating: 1 )
by faffeee on Sunday, 1st August 2004 @ 09:32:23 AM AEST
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this is exactly what i feel, every night, and you've done so well to put it into words - i've tried many times but never succeeded. im sorry for your pain, it will take time but we just have to hope it will start to slip away slowly. katie xxx


Re: Letting The Pain Slip (User Rating: 1 )
by Dan666 on Sunday, 1st August 2004 @ 03:36:34 PM AEST
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very touching poem you must really miss jackie take care


Re: Letting The Pain Slip (User Rating: 1 )
by CrimsonTears on Sunday, 1st August 2004 @ 09:01:00 PM AEST
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i can relate to this very much...you expressed it so well....its a great poem...good job

Lots of love
CrimsonTears


Re: Letting The Pain Slip (User Rating: 1 )
by unexplainablesilence52 on Saturday, 16th May 2009 @ 12:04:42 PM AEST
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I love it. It explains what i am going through so much




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