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[aid] => mick
[title] => Intoxication
[time] => 2005-03-03 17:02:45
[hometext] => This is a story about a girl I know, and I will always know.
[bodytext] => I am intoxicated with the words you yelled at me. The words still moving inside my head, you never gave me a chance. I am intoxicated with the memory of you and it is making me cry and these tears are taking the better of me. Intoxicated with all this pain and this fear is building up inside of me. I am here in this place, this place that holds all these memories. This intoxication is so much I feel like my breath is dieing away, I feel like I am dieing away. I am in this place that shows me how much I need my tears. This is a monster, and this monster is intoxicating me. This monster will never leave me alone, it crawls inside me, and it makes me fall to the floor and cry. There’s always going to be this monster, and it is always going to intoxicate you. Intoxication, there is so much and there is many things to chose from, I am intoxicated with this blood. Still alone with this monster crawling all around inside of me, this intoxication of your words, you words yelling at me, and you being nowhere in sight, I am intoxicated with this monster inside and out of me. I will fly away someday and go to a better place, and there I will not have this monster lurking over me. Like the shadows in your room. You where caught oh but will you stop, can you stop, and do you know where you are anymore? I can’t do this, this is to much look at my eyes and you can only see the blood and these tears, now look at my heart and look at all these scars. Blood shot eyes. I am done. I am intoxicated with a monster. Bags under my eyes, and just making my self more tired, with this intoxication. The monster inside of me is trying so hard to make me run. Do I want to run…? I want to be alone; I want this monster to leave. Intoxicated with this memory of you and those words flying through my head, and this monster might just to take over. Will it take over….I don’t want it to. I want to be in control. I have this intoxication and this monster is getting closer. Tears, I am crying and there is no way to stop them, and now there is this monster that is pushing me. There are so many things to do but this monster and these tears are taking me away. And today I am flying away. Today I will fly and today I am free. The monster took a life away. And it won’t stop. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Skiddi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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