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Mercy Tools
Contributed by
LiquidChaos
on
Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 10:36:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I’m screaming into empty hallways
Running from imagined fears
Gasping for air in this vacuum
As I spill these dark-red tears.
I’m fleeing my attacker
As I pass the mirrored wall
Slipping in a pool of blood
I feel myself begin to fall
And it’s not like I’m afraid
To be caught and then erased
But I feel I must remove
The primitive drive of hate.
So I stumble inside an unlocked room
Filled with shelves of sharps
Comforted by the thought of destruction
As I hold a knife to my heart.
And then I slowly recognize
That death is not at hand
This room is filled with mercy tools
It’s with this thought I stand.
I pull back my sleeve slowly
To reveal cuts and scars
I hold the knife with a trembling hand
Hoping this time I don’t go too far.
Cutting past the epidermis
To bring forth the blood within
Exposing tendons, seeing muscle
Contently destroying skin.
And quietly I look around
To be sure that no one’s here
Reassured I end the sorrow
Weep the final tear.
I’ve managed to cut deep enough
I don’t need it anymore.
And this one will not leave a scar
I’ve managed to settle the score
With trust.
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LiquidChaos
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2004-05-20 10:36:08] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Mercy Tools
(User Rating: 1 ) by Remy on
Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 01:12:03 PM AEST (User
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*gargles* oi vey, i thought i had nightmares... mercy tools, wish it could be so...
~Remy~ |
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