Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    Poems On Site: 198,500+   Comments On Poems: 427,000+   Forum Posts: 105,000+
Custom Search
  Welcome ! Home  ·  FAQ  ·  Topics  ·  Web Links  ·  Your Account  ·  Submit Poetry  ·  Top 30  ·  OldSite Link 22-November 05:14:50 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· Old Site Post 2001
· Old Site Pre 2001
· Poetry Archive
· Public Domain Poetry
 Stories
· Stories (NEW ! )
· Submit Story
· Story Topics
· Stories Archive
· Story Search
  Community
· Our Poetry Forums
· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

  Site Help
· FAQ
· Feedback

  Members Areas
· Your Account
· Members Journals
· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 Others
· Recipes
· Moderators
Our Other Sites
· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

  Social

Untitled.

Contributed by xemptydecemberx on Thursday, 22nd July 2004 @ 01:15:55 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



A fake smile welded fast to this face
Owned by a girl who feels so out of place
Not knowing what to do, she turns to the blade
This is all she can control, this pain she has made
Though she knows that its wrong, she does it still
The cuts do scar, and the pain does kill
What does it do? A sense of control
To render this heart that feels more like a hole
This pain she causes becomes all she can feel
Making all of these problems seeming surreal
Deep in depression is where she sits
Alone in her world until reality hits
You know those times when the worlds falling apart
When your searching for that button, the one marked " restart "
When you wish you could go back, and fix what you have wronged
When you know you did something, it was your fault all along
When its quiet to long, the pain sets in
When your mind starts racing, the walls seem to spin
You swear your going crazy but the one cut ends the ride
When you do it once, but want it more, you run away and hide
You wanna stop but dont know how to, things seem so tough
When you never understand why these times are so rough
Your falling apart, and cant stop the shattering
All the things you love cease mattering
You want out, the only way
You cannot do this, you cannot stay
When you want help but no one can
When you try and fail all over again
Her pain she bears destroys her soul
This life it feels like someone has stole
Not knowing anyway but to end it all
Failure after failure, fall after fall
Night after night she battles with her mind
The sunrise tomorrow is what she needs to find
Closing up cuts, cleaning them well
Preparing for tomorrow, another day in hell




Copyright © xemptydecemberx ... [ 2004-07-22 13:15:55]
(Date/Time posted on site)





Advertisments:






Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem


 
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.
Re: Untitled. (User Rating: 1 )
by screwup on Thursday, 22nd July 2004 @ 05:06:33 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Great write...i loved it a little too much...
got a title suggestion..."Trapped". I know it sounds original, but it was all I could think of reading this poem.


Re: Untitled. (User Rating: 1 )
by xemptydecemberx on Thursday, 22nd July 2004 @ 05:50:24 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
no, thats the origionality i was looking for, i like that alot. thank you


Re: Untitled. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 22nd July 2004 @ 07:02:51 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Sometimes we are our hardest critics. I hope you will continue to try to stop the cutting as it only adds to other possible problems. Try to be kinder to yourself and stronger in your will to help and understand what is causing this to happen. You can overcome it. You are a good poet.

Rita




While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com