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Post by alostandbrokensoul on Sept 8, 2004 19:23:50 GMT -5
I cut the skin and watch it peel and again I no longer feel.
I've lost all emotion threw out the pain get lost in the comotion and start to go insane. The blood is a doorway into my past with each cut of the razor back I am cast.
To a time when I was happy a time full of glee when I didnt have to hide when I could be me. I forgot the present there's nothing there for me I start to get dizzy and blackness is all I see.
I wake to the presnet with voices all around everythings bright and I hear no other sound.
I wonder what happened where I could be and then I see my mother standing next to me.
Her hair is all a mess and her face seems rather old and though she's happy for some reason her eyes seem rather cold.
I guess I cut to deep but the pain I didnt feel I finally realize that all of this is real.
People out there love me so I should put away the blade and stop my self from dying because I have it made.
Im going to see a therapist so as to help me from hurting my self anymore so I can be set free.
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Post by bloodredtears on Sept 11, 2004 9:48:11 GMT -5
wonderful piece...and a very happy ending! realizing that life is worth it is the biggest step to beat depression! i know, i've gone through it myself this poem is wonderful, and i can't just pick one stanza that jumped out best because they were all great! good job!
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Post by T.J. Barber on Sept 11, 2004 13:39:06 GMT -5
awesome piece! It hads great flow and I think it was awesome
good job!
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on Sept 15, 2004 2:07:03 GMT -5
oh i liked this a lot! well done!
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