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Why am I so full of pain, hating the sun and wanting the rain ?

Is this life worth the while when every day I struggle to smile?

The people who care piss me off, even when their voices are soft.

Helping hands and reaching arms don't catch my slightest regard.

I'm the one lost and alone wandering in fear searching for my soul

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OzmanitisTheMighty
14:24 May 24 2011

It slays me that so many ppl think that their pain is any different from the pain felt by everyone else in the world. Heck. even Jesus felt the same pain in his life. The difference is how you chose to handle that pain. you can face it....or you can let it control you. your choice. and that's all I have to say that.



But believe or not. I do like the poem. form it and your others. I can see your dealing with your pain through writing. which is good. That's how I handled it at your age.

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TheVampyreNico
23:14 May 24 2011

Wow very powerful and moving truly a beautiful poem indeed. ~Nico

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VampireoftheDark
17:08 Jun 19 2017

You have talent I am similar and my death ryms are based on death or how crap my life is

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I'm sorry I'm imperfect

I'm sorry you don't love me

I'm sorry I cut

I'm sorry I tried to commit suicide over you

I'm sorry I hurt myself and others because of you

But most of all I'm sorry I ever thought you were worthy of my love

And I'm sorry I wasted so many hours loving you

hoping you would except me for who I am

and finally I'm sorry I truly trusted you

because you used my trust for your own profit

I'm sorry

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SleeperKing27
00:40 Jun 09 2011

such the mistakes

we make

is who we are

but

in the end

we are left with piece's of heaven

that we are doomed to lose



sorry is a word left sour in her our hearts





only to be as hollow as its meaning





such wisdom I wish I could bestow upon you in this matter





however



the cost of love is the death of your soul..

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So I've come to my final resting spot.

Unloved and alone, unwanted

Am I doomed to stay this way?

Why must I stay in this pool of hatred

Why am I the one who is forgotten

Wont anybody take me from this awful place

Care for me , give me love and praise

Or is this my fate to be alone

My heart is cracked by my love only he had the key

He was the only one

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TheVampyreNico
03:20 Jun 11 2011

I can relate to this one indeed. very strong and powerful words beautiful piece.

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A crimson river,

Blood so sweet,

The shed of it a pain I keep,

Lifes so sad with the burdains we carry,

My lack of pain somewhat scares me,

Deeper and deper my razor's kiss,

More and more blood apon my wrist,

I know one day the kiss will be deep,

But it's ok the a secret I keep.

Blood so pretty,

Emotions so morbid,

Death is near and I slowly obsorb it,

Metal cold and sharp to the touch,

A slit on my wrist opens up,

I don't cry tears, but instead shed blood,

A numb sick feeling fills me up,

My pain is real my wrist is the proof,

Stuck in sorrow never to move,

I grasp at death every day,

Yet somehow it always evades,

My grasp my will to slowly die never is successful,

I wonder why.

I listen to you and do what you say,

In the end it fills me with pain,

Used and forgotten the pain is deep,

I sleep with a knife incase I may leave,

This world is useless one of sorrow,

I dread every dawn and every tommorrow,

One day I will be released from my shackles,

Hopefully soon due to miracles,

And when I go my soul you may keep,

A girl like me has no need.

Cuts so pretty,

Yet so deep,

But in the end they help me sleep,

The pain is real,

The hope no more fake,

I know I will never enter heavens gate,

I just hope to end my life so sadistic,

In the end my cuts will success this.

Kisses like cyanide,

Make you feel dead inside,

The laws of blood we do abide,

So we don’t get pumped with formaldehyde,

Death’s kisses we cannot hide,

Nor the razor that helps me survive,

The cuts on my wrist I cannot hide,

The poison I drink I can now die.

Stupid worthless useless bitch,

Why don’t you go and slit your wrist.

Try a little harder this time around,

Make everyone happy in your blood drown,

I hope I die, my mind screams this often,

Everything leads to my coffin.

One day I’ll wear a true smile as I’m buried into my grave.

Every time I stop a while I think of blood it makes me smile

So many days since I’ve cut,

What’s one slash to cheer me up?

So much pondering in my mind

How much longer can I survive?

One day I’ll go too far my razor will leave more than just a scar

How far is an artery down before in my blood I will drown

Veins are fine they just leave a mess

A little scar, a little stress

How many days do I have to go to not stain my ivory snow

How much time till my addiction is cured,

And I have one less thing that my brain yearns

All I want is my cuts to stay so I’ll never forget my undying pain

If they’re there I don’t think and I remember and don’t have to weep.

I see the red from my veins

flowing now like summer rain

I see the hurt within their eyes

all it does is make me cry

I was born just like this, my thought process all a mess

cutting is what I do why I go through with it I have no clue

why am I so messed up

the thought of my blood cheers me up

A little girl cold and alone

she has no one she's on her own

a sad desperate cry in the middle of the night

she releases her pain with a knife

as the beautiful blood flows down

she cries silent and makes no sound

her parents find her on the floor

crimson blood seeps from her door

they angrily wake her up

she's ok but out of luck

first they scream and then they yell, then they say never tell

not a soul or your dead, you’re a disgrace I wish you were dead

how could you put us through this mess

you stained the floor with nasty red

She looks into their cruel unloving eyes and quietly whispers "let me die"

I can't stand one more instant on this earth

she grabs the knife with a jerk

into her stomach it plunges down and through her blood she quietly drowns.

Oh no is this to much

she thinks she's in trouble with how deep she cut

the slash has to be at least an inch deep

across her wrist the blood does seep

she gets scarred but make no peep

she gets really tired and falls asleep

when she wakes up she is in a room

her wrist is bandaged her cut sewn

"why me!" she then screams

Scarlet red pulses quickly from my veins

I hear no more screams feel no pain

A calming sensation quickly takes effect

As the blade goes to my neck

All I want is relief someone to love no more grief

Life's a bitch with too much pain

So here I am letting my blood drain

Noises go dull my blood flows quick

With one quick slice across my neck

Happiness has come Hell awaits

Cause even Heaven wouldn't let me through its gates.

I'm gonna draw a picture, a picture with a twist I'll draw it with a razor I'll draw it on my wrist

I'm gonna sing a lullaby, one full of sorrow and despair, It's gonna describe my love for him, and show how much I care. I'm gonna write a poem one full of pain, one full of memories, ones I share in vein. I'm gonna sign my soul to him, I'll write it in my blood, I'm gonna give my all to him and show him he's my love.

Hidden away from every light that tries to shine a ray,

The black jewel shies trying to stay away.

The light that always shown upon the jewel flickered and dimmed and left it among the stones,

The jewel needed the light to glisten gleam and glow,

Snuffed out and gone the light has found another reason to shine,

The jewel sits cracked chipping away lost in the sands of time.

I'll always remember the days we spent happy, laughing hand in hand,

Listening to his music i loved so well,

Blushing hoping he would never tell anybody else of his love.

I was happy he gave it to me,

Let me lay with him to fall asleep,

The very first kiss we shared made me almost lose all air.

I'll always remember our first "I love you" and when he said "I love you too".

I'll always let him stay in my heart even after we fell apart.