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To Mr. Pitts.

Contributed by deathdrop on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 07:45:19 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Hey! by the way,
I just thought you should know.
That day I was late to your lesson,
Locker, was I? Hell! No
I was in the loos,
Slitting scars through my wrists.
Coz I felt like I was gonna blow,
And cutting helps give me back bliss.
I was cutting sir,
Yeah thats right! Making my-self bleed!
Ripping out lumps, making holes,
Just so I would bleed

And I HAD wanted to tell you,
Thats why I said Id see you at the end.
But in the end, I couldnt tell you!
So you got annoyed in your head.
Making out that I was STEALING your time.
So I turned round angry, saying yeah, what-ever, fine
Maybe if Said Id cut,
You wouldnt have given me such a hard time.
Acting like Im bad!
Like being 5 MINUTES late, is a crime!

So I said, I wasnt at my locker,
So you asked if I was with a member of staff.
I said that I wasnt,
So you said that I should have been in class!
I really wanted to tell you,
But I knew that youd only judge.
And then want to see my arms,
And then notice all that dried blood.
I REALLY wanted to tell you,
Just so you couldnt think that Im bad.
Coz I had a genuine reason,
I slit my wrist coz I was sad
I was late for lesson,
Coz I was holding the blood in with my hand.
I do my best,
But I only do what I can.
And I broke on that day,
BUT NOT THAT YOUD UNDER STAND!

I wonder what youd have said,
If Id said,
That Im LIVING-DEAD
Its only what I am,
I am LIVING DEAD!
I have cuts, scars, scratches.
And Im blunt inside my head!




Copyright © deathdrop ... [ 2004-09-12 07:45:19]
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Re: To Mr. Pitts. (User Rating: 1 )
by Overstated on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 08:52:53 AM AEST
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i hope this poem is based a lot on imagery my friend otherwise I cant make light of this poem. Style wise this is a very unique poem i like the style of your pooem - the way you say things i just hope what your saying isnt true! :)


Re: To Mr. Pitts. (User Rating: 1 )
by Bizzy on Saturday, 25th December 2004 @ 03:12:49 PM AEST
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Dear Deathdrop, I don't like your name or your subject, nor the personal information page that what you say is fact. I don't like it that young people or anyone should feel this way.
Your style is good and you express yourself well. Writing can be good therapy.
Looking forward to the day you change your mood and name and find out why God created you. I can relate to your depression and assure you that I now enjoy life. There is hope for you, too. Praying for things to change for you. Bizzy




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