Pain
the pain is almost to much to bare
and i almost don't care
as i put the blade on my wrist
out comes crimson love such a bliss
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Luck
he is in the middle of something
Painful
Choosing between slashing his wrist with a blade
Or firing a bullet in his head
In the middle ambiguities
he stopped
You called.
What if the blade slashed his wrist?
And blood squirted on the Floor like a basin of water
Like falling tears On his cheeks
What if the gun fired?
And his brain spills on his chest
What if you did not call?
It is the middle of pain It is the middle of confusing things
Sometimes, it is the middle That saves.
Luck.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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he is in the middle of something
Painful
Choosing between slashing his wrist with a blade
Or firing a bullet in his head
In the middle ambiguities
he stopped
You called.
What if the blade slashed his wrist?
And blood squirted on the Floor like a basin of water
Like falling tears On his cheeks
What if the gun fired?
And his brain spills on his chest
What if you did not call?
It is the middle of pain It is the middle of confusing things
Sometimes, it is the middle That saves.
Luck.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Slit the wrist and let it flow.
Hate and pain, feelin’ it in my veins.
Hate and pain etched in my mind.
Love and hate are all the same,
Life and death are all our problems, but you treat them as there mine.
Slit the wrist and let it flow! !
Slit the wrist and let it flow! !
Life and death are all the same in my mind.
Life and death are all the same,
Play with fire and get burned.
Accusations flying my way, will they ever stop?
Slit the wrist and let it flow.
Slit the wrist and let it flow.
Life and death are all the same.
Life and death, when will it end?
Anger and frustration all boiling to the top.
Vengeance and Violence seems to be the only way.
Slit the wrist and let it flow! !
Slit the wrist and let it flow! !
Life and death, it’s all the same.
Life and death, is it my turn yet?
Death is living again.
Death is bliss I will never discover.
Slit the wrist and let it flow! !
Slit the wrist and let it flow! !
Life and death, it’s all the same.
Life and death, a new fire is born.
Death is an eternal fire being blown out.
Death is being free from the shackles of life.
Slit the wrist and let it flow! !
Slit the wrist and let it flow! !
Life and death, it’s all the same.
Life and death, it’s our destiny.
Death is the only escape.
Death is the forth stomach of a cow.
By Ariel Morris.
poem by Ariel Morris
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An Emo's Prayer
If they ever cared and ever loved someone,
Then let them hear what they have done.
To me for a decade now,
Let them know it was they who made me take my final bow.
I am emo this is true,
But what have I ever done to you.
I sleep by a silver blade at night,
Holding it so tight.
With scarlet blood in my dreams,
Yet no sign of a holy beam.
I want them to know what I'm about to do,
And why they hurt me was pain longer over do.
The names they said to me for 10 years has been stuck inside my head,
Now they'll see me lye motionless in my bed.
They say that sticks and stones can break your bones and word shall never hurt you,
Yet the words did more than hurt me and gave pleasure to you too.
They wonder why I cut my wrist at night,
Why I hold on to my blade so tight.
I want to escape this pain in my life,
I will always cut with that knife,
Now tell me do you understand why I do this?
why the knife gives me such bliss?
It takes my pain away for a while.
And leaves me with a broken smile.
My time is up and I must leave.
Time for me to see.
I hear the angels bells,
Yet I'm heading towards hell.
poem by Alice Spakrs
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Metal
Listening to the love songs on the radio
I stare at the little blade of cheap metal
It can do so much damage
My scars you can see
Yet it's the only one I can turn to
Knows all my pain
Knows my broken heart
And the taste of crimson blood
The pain it causes is welcome
Over the pain they cause
My little friend knows me,
My soul, and eats it up
Sometimes I get smart and don't look
At my little blade, my friend
But I'm so predictable, it loves me
And I hate my need for that little piece of metal
Its sympathy cuts so deep
Body and soul it slices through
And though I hate that thing,
It's my only happiness
poem by Angel Smith
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My New Best Friend The Blade
i love my new best friend the blade
It cuts the pain away out of my body
I love my new best friend The blade
As i cut into my skin a smile appears
I love my new best friend the blade
As the blood drip from my bestfriend
I love my best friend the blade
It takes the pain away for a short time
Cant Wait to see my best friend
poem by Ari Castillo
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Star Of The Knight
sing to me star, sing the song that you have to bare
cause i am restless from the fight to my enemies
but hear not what others discourse
they are naive in their ways
of condescending behavior
they do not know the love you bare for us
but i still stand here under your glorious incumbency
for i bare this sword with honor
for i bare this shield with love
i know your light upon my feet will guide
me on my path, my path to you
my blade is now crimson my shield is now discarded
but star my star, sing me a song so i may sleep tonight
i am fresh from the fight, these wounds have not healed
this blood has not dried, beautiful ensanguine star
that i lay encumbered under, sing my song
the song of the fallen knight for i
will be joining you tonight
my star that you are the star i have honored
my star i am dieing for
poem by Montana Hohensee
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Pain, pain go away
Pain, pain, go away,
Come again another day,
If you don't, I will say,
Pain, pain go away.
Pain, Pain, go away,
Come again some other day,
I want to go outside and say,
Come again some other day.
Pain, pain, go away,
Come again some other day,
If you don't, I don't care,
I'll pull you bare.
poem by My love loves me not
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Bleeding Wrist
Another time has come
For me to cut my wrist again
You left me in the dust
Said I was cheating
But I never was
You had my only heart and
You broke it again
My wrist are bleeding because of you
You broke me down until I was nothing
More than a memory of your Raping Dream
Caught in the middle
Of a terrible nightmare
Bleeding with broken pain
Caught inside this fog of fear
Listening to your voice
Which was once soothing to me
Time and time again is but
Just now a memory
Of you and the warmth of your hands
Pain and pain
Of agony once again
Bleeding wrist of concurrent pain
The Messenger Rose
If you have seen a richer glow,
Pray, tell me where your roses blow!
Look! coral-leaved! and -- mark these spots
Red staining red in crimson clots,
Like a sweet lip bitten through
In a pique. There, where that hue
Is spilt in drops, some fairy thing
Hath gashed the azure of its wing,
Or thence, perhaps, this very morn,
Plucked the splinters of a thorn.
Rose! I make thy bliss my care!
In my lady's dusky hair
Thou shalt burn this coming night,
With even a richer crimson light.
To requite me thou shalt tell --
What I might not say as well --
How I love her; how, in brief,
On a certain crimson leaf
In my bosom, is a debt
Writ in deeper crimson yet.
If she wonder what it be --
But she'll guess it, I foresee --
Tell her that I date it, pray,
From the first sweet night in May.
poem by Henry Timrod
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Crimson Insane
Crimson Love,
who can this be,
Not I,
not you,
nor anybody,
look to crimson so enviously,
smile and grin,
look what you could have been,
Look at crimson now
what do you see?
Falling apart,
a crimson mind shackled yet free,
I'm losing it..... realities touch,
I'm going insane, this life is to much,
Forget all this... but memories remain,
I laugh at the humor, that is crimson insane.
poem by Crimson Love
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I Am the Girl.....! !
I am the girl... you look & think why,
I am the girl... who wishes to die.
I am the girl... you point & stare,
I am the girl... who just doesn't care.
I am the girl... who wants a better life,
One free of pain,
One free from strife.
I am the girl... who took a blade to her wrist,
I am the girl... i know you wont miss.
I am the girl... you say is a mess,
I am the girl... who is in distress.
I am the girl... who cries late at night,
An ocean of tears,
I can't see the light.
I am the girl... a girl you can't mend,
I am the girl... a girl, just a girl
poem by Becky Ginn
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Just Fiction
My blade is my very own metallic potion,
Its edge helps me control this dark emotion,
The pain melts away as if it were ice on a summer day,
My blood represents my pain unhurriedly flowing away,
To distance my mind from the pain,
I grab my blade and press it to my vein,
I slide it slowly so I can enjoy watching my blood spill,
You will never understand how I love the comforting chill,
The pain is my addiction,
But you think my pain is just fiction,
You think its all for attention,
You don’t understand my coping invention.
The one I have created to get out of this depression
poem by J.T. Solomon
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Trying to Leave the Pain
i think of you and every one that has hurt me and lefted me in tears
as i slide that blade across my skin
i think of the pain they all have put on me and on my heart
i think of leaving this pain
i think of every thing that has hurt me
so lost in my mind now
so confused
so much pain
dont know what to do
sliding that blade on my skin
more and more
faster and faster
trying to leave the pain
sighing with hurt
my heart beats faster
still cant stand the pain
i stoped the blade and moved it away from my arm
and slide it across my neck
Over In Love (instrumental)
Cold wind blows
Shivers loose
Hard rain
To my skin soaked through
So over in love with you
I don't even care
Sky turns grey
Black and blue
Fall on me
I can't be moved
So over in love with you
I don't even care
Hot sun shines
And lays bare
Shadows cross cut
Heavy air
So over in love with you
I don't even care
The tide that washes in and out
Reveals a heart
And face worn new
So over in love with you
I don't even care
I don't even care
I don't even care
I don't even care
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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My Guitar And A Penutbutter Jar
I sit and play my guitar all day
as my fingers lay on the strings so tight
strumming it lightly
make sounds of pain
my fingers are bleeding but i dont care
the pain i feel inside is much stronger
why am i still alive?
can i take this any longer?
his voice tells me to keep playing on
my hearts want to die after my last song
i reach for the jar of penutbutter
they say there is happyness at the bottom
but they lie
the only thing i have left
is my guitar and an empty penutbutter jar
scrapping at the bottom as it keeps me busy
my hearts are screaming PICK UP THE BLADE! !
dont put it down because its the only happeness you will ever know
its hard to stop some times i give in and do it
the blood flowing from my wrist to my guitar
my tears mixing in
so maybe there is hapyness in
my self mutilation, my guitar
and at the end of an empty penutbutter jar
poem by Sandy Vanity
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Pain(it doesn't exactly rhyme but yea...)
Pain.
For it lies deep within the skin,
Pain,
Fear that it will never end,
Pain,
Love doesn't try to conquer this depression,
Pain,
For cutting is now an addiction,
Pain,
Self infliction put upon the skin, with a tiny blade that gleams as a treasure should,
Pain,
I have not failed to forget my fear of death,
Pain,
Thoughts of suicide now run through my head,
Pain.
poem by Kristin Loves You
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This Is Why I Love You
I had a dream of you again last night
we were together
so in love with each other
no one can touch me
the way that you do so easily
this is why I love you
every day when I think of you
I get scared
scared of losing you
of her getting what she wants
then I'd be lost
lost with out you
the fear is always over come by
him comforting me that your wont go back to her
that you don’t love her any more
that you love me that I make you happy
this is why I love you
I think you are the one for me
the one I've been dreaming about
the one that shrikes a lightening bolt of love to my heart
I believed I would find someone like you
I just wish I had wings to fly as deep in your heart
as deep as your love touches mine
I took a chance in love and you are my pay off
this is why I love you
I think about you holding me near when my day has gone bad or rough
then you are there to fix my frown only in my imagination though
if I seem to doubt you,
he always shows me that you care
you give me the hope I need when all I see is
dark within the world
this is why I love you
when I am alone
you are always in my thoughts.
you are someone I can count on
even if your not physically there
when no one seems to care.
you are always there
to help me with the pain and suffering I bare.
this is why I love you
you are truly my best friend and ever so much more.
and I will always care for you
until my days come to an end.
I do believe that someone up above,
created you for me to love,
he picked you out from all the rest,
because they knew I'd love you best.
This is why I love you
there is no one like you honey
and there is no one like me to love the one and only you
this is why I love you
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Loving Pain
Can you love when your heart is so cold
Love on your lips and lies in your eyes unfold
You’ve convoluted the truth of what is real
How can you love when you don’t want to heal
Your pain is your lover now cant you see
Your pain you have discovered keeps you free
If you share your pain with me vulnerable you will be
To vulnerable to concede that love is something you need
Let me touch you let me kiss you gently in that spot
Where they cut and poisoned the wound still burning hot
It’s not a matter of trust or you would run to my arms
It’s a matter of keeping close the pain that causes you harm
You caress your pain it belongs only to you
You exchange the shame for strength and truth
The unknown your fear the pain is near and dear
Every tear it becomes clear year after countless tears
I don’t care if you lie to me I can read between the lines
I don’t care if you care or not I care I wont deny
And when you let me in to tend and mend your pain
Gently caressing, kissing your pain because I too live in vain
poem by Jay Curster
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Boulevard De La Madeleine
She said she'd come, she didn't.
I'm the one in love, she isn't.
There's no girl standing there
And there's no one to care
And the trees are so bare
On the Boulevard De La Madeleine.
It's a sad day in Paris
With no girl by my side.
Got to feeling so gladless
Like a part of me died.
Would have been so good to see her,
I never thought she wouldn't be there.
There's no girl standing there
And there's no one who'll care
And the trees are so bare
On the Boulevard De La Madeleine.
There's no girl standing there
And there's no one who'll care
And the trees are so bare
Oh I wish I knew her better,
It's not easy to forget her.
There's no girl standing there
And there's no one who cares
And the trees are so bare
On the Boulevard De La Madeleine
song performed by by Moody Blues
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