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Array ( [sid] => 88662 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Assignment 3 'Heaven's weeping' [time] => 2005-03-25 01:28:22 [hometext] => ~If this will heal me, my perspective on how God sees my eating disorder. I commend you master of intellect, you consider me small and weak. i merely consider myself. borderline one great psycho therapist, this is for you and your delusions~ [bodytext] => You've hung my picture
the image of the extent
the limitless love
you endure to own me
to buy me from my hurt

your cost is an emblem
hanging in every cathedral
holy and grave
kneeling before you
before the choice to hurt
and always choosing

if heaven weeps
it never ceases in my name
i'm kneeling to the porcelain
unforgiving
kneeling to the fork and spoon
the empty plate serving the empty stomach
and what awaits each day
when i awake
is the pain that denies you

my aching body
the mortal offering
i'm not worthy and i know it
yet you mourn the loss
of my decisions
not wavering
as me

between fragile and broken
i can't determine
who's hanging on the cross
and who's weeping at its foot
am i the revival desperation
or the pleading begger

you always come down from the picture
the tiny crucifix in the cathedral
you always come down
get off that cross to cradle me
between fragile and broken

you always comfort the ache
with weeping eyes and heavy touch
always peice the detruction back together
complete my cross and offer to carry again
i deny, kneeling forever between repentance and rebellion
kneeling forever between fragile and broken
between choices and choosing
i'm losing

if heaven weeps
it never ceases in my name [comments] => 2 [counter] => 228 [topic] => 55 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
Assignment 3 'Heaven's weeping'

Contributed by weepingprophet on Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 01:28:22 AM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems



You've hung my picture
the image of the extent
the limitless love
you endure to own me
to buy me from my hurt

your cost is an emblem
hanging in every cathedral
holy and grave
kneeling before you
before the choice to hurt
and always choosing

if heaven weeps
it never ceases in my name
i'm kneeling to the porcelain
unforgiving
kneeling to the fork and spoon
the empty plate serving the empty stomach
and what awaits each day
when i awake
is the pain that denies you

my aching body
the mortal offering
i'm not worthy and i know it
yet you mourn the loss
of my decisions
not wavering
as me

between fragile and broken
i can't determine
who's hanging on the cross
and who's weeping at its foot
am i the revival desperation
or the pleading begger

you always come down from the picture
the tiny crucifix in the cathedral
you always come down
get off that cross to cradle me
between fragile and broken

you always comfort the ache
with weeping eyes and heavy touch
always peice the detruction back together
complete my cross and offer to carry again
i deny, kneeling forever between repentance and rebellion
kneeling forever between fragile and broken
between choices and choosing
i'm losing

if heaven weeps
it never ceases in my name




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Re: Assignment 3 'Heaven's weeping' (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Sunday, 27th March 2005 @ 06:28:49 AM AEST
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awesome


Re: Assignment 3 'Heaven's weeping' (User Rating: 1 )
by poet_in_waiting on Friday, 23rd June 2006 @ 07:44:23 AM AEST
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this really helps to open the eyes of someone who knows little in regards to eating disorders (like me).

beautiful imagery desrcribing a destructive ailment

This is a great piece, i hope that all is going well.

cheers
sean







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