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That WAS Some BAD Trip...

Contributed by deathdrop on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 12:20:10 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff



I don’t know how much blood I lost.
I just know my head was beaten, and lost.
I felt so cold. I just fell on the floor.
I might have fainted or I was sleeping, but I’m not sure.
I had some dark nightmares, which filled me with fear.
Then they went, and happy memories appeared.
I think they were flash-backs; they went straight over my past.
They made me wake, finally, at last!
I hadn’t taken drugs, I’d only cut my skin.
But it was some bad trip; I don’t want to go there again!
I got up, got undressed, got into bed.
I felt cold and shaking, and sore in my head.
Laura’s voice went round and round.
She worried about me, but she can’t help me now…
I woke up this morning, feeling so tired!
With a darker pain, i'd suddenly acquired.
I don’t know why this thing happened.
But I did, and I’m feeling opened!




Copyright © deathdrop ... [ 2004-05-19 12:20:10]
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Re: That WAS Some BAD Trip... (User Rating: 1 )
by LiquidChaos on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 04:57:07 PM AEST
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that's....strange. i've never had anything quite like that happen before. i've woken up with fresh wounds and blood everywhere and not known how they happened even though i felt better..but nothing like that.

way to turn your emotions into a poem!
great write!

addie


Re: That WAS Some BAD Trip... (User Rating: 1 )
by Beautifully-Imperfect on Wednesday, 1st September 2010 @ 12:28:12 AM AEST
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Maybe when push came to shove u were forced to see that good outweighed the bad? Sometimes even if its past memories, even those is what keeps a person going and looking forward. I love the poem. Keep writing dear.




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