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Thursday, July 14, 2005

   Self Punishment (the poem)
What is there to do
when ur all alone.
Ur body trembles
and ur crying non-stop.
When the person you’ve because
is now ur worst nightmare,
the only thing u can do is bled.

Just bled all of
ur pain, agony, hatred, and sorrow
out of those hidden crimson beaded lines
on ur arms and legs.
All because of the person who you’ve become.

U feel as if
no one understands u,
all because of a little dirty secret
that no one nos about.

U keep it locked away inside ur
deep, dark, never-ending
thoughts of death infested
little-mind.

Everyday u feel
that u want it to be ur last,
but it never is,
u always return to skool the next day.

U always have the same smirk
on ur Barbie doll face.
U look like ur having a great time,
but in the inside
ur in to pieces,
and both sides agree
that they want this to be over.

People don’t understand
what goes on
in the mind of a
suicidal teen.
People don’t realize
what’s wrong.

They think that ur life
is so perfect
that nothing could ever go wrong.
But nothing in life is perfect!
No one could ever be.
They just don’t get it!

Now u cry black tears of
anger, hate, and pain.
U bleed black blood of
rejoice, relief, and forgetting.
U can’t remember what had happened.
Cause it doesn’t work that way.

U made those other dashes on ur body,
cause u wanted to forget
those other ‘bad days’.
But when the
pain is over,
it comes back and haunts u.

All u can hear
is chattered voice
running through
ur twisted little mind.

You’ve lost that
inner child u once were.
You’ve lost ur identity,
all because of the person who you’ve become.

~Melzzzzz*
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