No Fucking title...****trigger****language****

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by curtius, Apr 2, 2007.

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  1. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    It happens each time
    I close my eyes
    The deamons come
    The memories rise
    The little things
    Stuck in between
    What I should have said
    What I wanted to mean
    Try to ignore it
    Roll over and fuck it
    The sword of sorrow
    Scars where I've stuck it
    Im sick of this shit
    Im tired of careing
    It only blends in
    With the blood I am wearing.

    ~C
     
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Curtius, I am sorry that you are in such pain. If I could lessen or stop it, I would. Since I can't do that, I can only be your friend and love you.:hug:

    love,

    least
     
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