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Contributed by perfection on Monday, 5th April 2004 @ 10:53:38 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Why oh why did this happen to me?
I can't endure this pain you put me through see...
Look at one bruise, one scar, many cuts
I would tell if i had the guts.
Then you would stop, all would be great.
But instead your life's filled with hate.
I just dont understand all of this.
I wish that i could live in bliss.
How could someone so close, hurt me so much?
I fear the thought of your touch.
The problem is that person i hate to see,
Well that person is me.




Copyright © perfection ... [ 2004-04-05 22:53:38]
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Re: SI (User Rating: 1 )
by JennyFruFru on Monday, 5th April 2004 @ 11:11:58 PM AEST
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its easier to deal with our emotional problems when we can physically see them so we cut and hurt ourselfves to deal with the anger sadness and torment of our everyday lives..... i feel your struggle and the pain you go through.... i wish i didnt have to deal with all the ***** that i do... but realize that its the up and downs of life... the roller coaster ride if you may.... without the downs we dont appreciate the goods.... when ur upset scribble a picture... with a color crayone that represents ur mood best... dont cut urself it only causes more pain :)


Re: SI (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 12:15:06 AM AEST
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I totally get where yer coming from. I have SIed for almost 3 years and I promise you there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I hope you find a way out and that perhaps poetry can lead u there.

Bobo (Joel)




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