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Can You Hear Me?

Contributed by pats4eva7 on Sunday, 4th May 2008 @ 02:55:02 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

It seems as though sometimes I slip,
Back into those old familiar shoes.
Every now and then,
I seem to get those same damn blues.

I hate recollecion,
It's such a stupid thing.
It takes me back to a time and place,
When numbness replaced everything.

Past is past,
But that's what makes me.
Screw that past,
Its what also breaks me.

Those scars still haunt,
In my thoughts they'll always bleed.
I hate this itching feeling,
I want that evil need.

No responsibilities,
Not a care in the world.
When Im high on freedom,
I dont care if Im your girl.

Those monsters are sleeping,
But soon will wake.
Once again, along my arm,
Pain and hurt will rake.

Nobody will know,
Not a single soul will see.
What demons lay within,
Or how they eat away at me.

I look down at my arm,
Cuts, ready to pour.
You all know I'll go back,
Hurting myself some more.

He doesnt listen to my words,
Maybe he'll hear my cries.
Maybe I'll ***** cut,
Because of all his lies!

It's hard to want them here,
When I dont want anything at all.
I want no one there to catch me,
Or help me as I fall.

Maybe I'll fall forever,
Darkness will consume my soul.
Or maybe I'll still live in hell,
Rotting in my heart's hole.

I'll see the words in blood,
I'll feel the pain in tears.
Maybe, just maybe,
Someone will hear.

Copyright © pats4eva7 ... [ 2008-05-04 02:55:02]
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Re: Can You Hear Me? (User Rating: 1 )
by Arijadna77 on Sunday, 4th May 2008 @ 08:30:37 PM AEST
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We are all hoping that someone will hear...and...for a start i heard it.

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