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[LoST SouL]

hey hey i rote a poem wanna kno wat u guys think... have ne poems urself submit them here... i kno its kinda depressin n a lil scary but watcha think

The Child
A tear is a cry from the soul
It is a calling from the child within
The child that's scared and terrified
of Death's Angel
The Dark Angel that hovers over the child
And sucks the happiness from our lives
Happiness is unseen
It is a no exsistant joy
The child within does not know happiness
It knows fear, trama
dispair, depression
and pain.
The child does not simle
A simle is something the soul does not know
Our souls cry out for help
Our hearts are blackened by murder
The child is enclosed
In a sea of darkness
It sees shadows
Emmitting from the dark enclosed hallway
The shadows from the past, present, and future
It scares the child
The child crys out for help
In pain
It is killing our soul
It eats us alive
We suffer
The child cannot run
cannot move
The child is immobile
Repressed by the thoughts within
Love and hatred is corrupting us
Corupting the child within
We cry
The Fallen Angels encircle the child
They reach out
Suicide
Blood is flowing from the childs viens
We die
We beg for help
Tears flow from our eyes
We speak
but hear nothing
We have sight
but see nothing
We are all alone
in a vast vast place of darkness
We grow weak
We want to die
But the child never dies
So we suffer

[chelle]

okay so this is very emotional for me. i'm a self-mutilator. which means when i get REALLY upset. sad or mad, i cut myself. i'm getting help but below is a poem i wrote. writing is a therapeutic thing for me...enjoy i guess...

i feel the withdrawal starting
not so much physical as in my mind
but it soon will become a physical pain
just like all the other times
how can I break this addiction?
how can I keep from going back?
it’s so hard not to give in
not to get off track
it’s an addiction unlike any other
because it never goes away
you don't go through the withdrawal and then move on
you deal with it every day
it becomes a constant need
whenever things go wrong
the pain inside is what really kills
so you create surface pain to make you strong
you take the anger out on yourself
and let it bleed out for everyone to see
smiling though inside you’re screaming for help
wishing that someone could set you free
from the addiction controlling your life
how much longer until I break?
i hate being a slave to this
but I can't undo that first mistake
that first cut that got me started
down a path of self-destruction
that first cut that got me started
my first escape introduction
now as I examine the scars
and what they represent to me
i wonder if I can break this cycle
if there is a way to be free
i have to take this one day at a time
znd pray I make it through
because there is nothing better or worse
then when the loser of the battle is you
and it is a constant battle
you’re fighting to be free
from the chains this addiction creates
that you feel though you can't see
i'm tired of fighting but I have to keep on
i have to win this fight!
because the cost of losing
would eventually be my life
it’s a dangerous situation
the stakes are very high
i could win and regain my freedom
or I could lose and die
so I continue to fend off
all of this anger and hate
fighting the constant battle between
myself and my razor blade

there's more poems i wrote at my geocities page warning: there is cussing in them and they're very mad poems... it's how i get my anger out. what can i say?? lol.

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