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Duality

Contributed by aliopterix on Tuesday, 6th April 2010 @ 09:36:04 AM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry



DUALITY
Two people, yet as one.
Why is this supposed to be?
We are born alone all said and done
Yet why do I never feel free?

Free as an individual?
For me an alien concept,
Because there is a residual,
Another me who’s quite inept.

Why when I hold the knife
Does the other not interfere?
I cut and try to end my strife
The other lets me persevere.

Feel better when a blade cuts a vein?
Of course it does until I’ve bled.
Then there’s guilt and blood and I feel insane
The other laughs and I just feel dread.


Why slash and cut just to punish?
So easier to rant and rave.
But some have no friends to relish
And give them what they crave.

Mock not the cutter or what they do.
They crave no attention for their act
Be grateful that it is not you
Could you explain or interact.

The doctors ask you why you do it
But like twins you cannot say.
There is the one who cannot quit
But the other who craves another day.



Alistair Muir
04/04/2010.





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Re: Duality (User Rating: 1 )
by Obnoxious_Bread on Tuesday, 6th April 2010 @ 07:02:33 PM AEST
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I can't tell you how much I empathize with you... I felt just like this not so while ago. I've got a poem on that too but I can relate to this one so much better...

When I used to cut myself it was also a way for me (or my "twin", as you so cleverly described it) to punish myself... and yet every time I tried to talk to someone about it... I was always an emo attention whore... and that just made me feel worse.

Thank you so much for sharing this!




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