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My Life, My Pain
Contributed by
Night_Child
on
Thursday, 6th May 2004 @ 08:13:10 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I tried to take my life
The other day
But I couldn't do it
I'm just so lost
I'm not sure what to do
I looked up at the sky
And screamed for an answer
Over and over
I screamed
No reply came
Nothing to ease this pain
The wind blew through my hair
As I fell to my knees and wept
I wept because theres nothing left
Now that you're gone
I lay upon the dirt floor
Wondering where my serenity is
Where is the peace for my heart?
I am dead
My arms are numb
I cannot even feel
The ripping of my flesh
Many times I pondered life
Wondering why I was so cursed
I've poured my life onto this paper
Through this pen
Every emotion
A sacred relic
Kept within a glass prison
Never setting them free
Like the lonely widow
Watching as the one she loves
Is lowered to his final resting place
Tossing her black rose
Down into the coffin
Her tears streaming down
Hitting the sweet Earth
A bitter sweet life I lead
Walking with someone
But still I feel alone
Here within these walls
The solitude of a broken butterfly
Dying amoungst the flowers
A thing of beauty
Still as beautiful as ever
As it's last breaths are taken
I can see the end
Drawing closer
With every breath
Another step closer
To the edge
I hope I can fall
Die as you can watch
Maybe then you'll know
How much pain I really feel
What it's done to me
Copyright ©
Night_Child
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2004-05-06 08:13:10]
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Re: My Life, My Pain
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by whisper-of-night on
Sunday, 9th May 2004 @ 07:11:48 PM AEST
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| Hmmm, remember that story of two men and a glass bottle I told you? I know you always have some troublesome times, but what most important is how you look at it, we are here to help you stand up, but how long will you stand, it is through your own effect can be achive, try to appriciate what you have and leave the painful thoughts behind, okay?....... |
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