Quotes
March 7th 2009 00:32
Little quotes of mine out of an old notebook.
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If I can't hurt myself to feel
How do you propose
I remind myself that I am real?
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You ask me to stop bleeding
But what you put me through
Is why I most often do
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And a little poem with a history. This is a poem I wrote during one of my attempts to quit cutting, when the temptation was strongest. It is based off of something written by a much earlier poet, Sappho. Sappho was an ancient Greek poet with nine different books. Her work burned in Alexandria and all that is left are fragments, the most memorable of which has almost haunted me:
Pain drips.
I used this as part of my poem and went from there, creating something in honor of a great poet whose work we have lost.
Pain drips
When you're all alone
And you drag the blade across the skin
You bleed out all your tears&pain
Crimson tears-
Thanks to your best friend,
Your beloved
Razorblade.
Pain drips
It bleeds from the heart
Or in some cases
From the wrists
Goodbye
You'll see everywhere
In my room
How bloody pain drips
Making it my tomb...
Pain... drips.
-----------------------------
If I can't hurt myself to feel
How do you propose
I remind myself that I am real?
----------------------------- --
You ask me to stop bleeding
But what you put me through
Is why I most often do
----------------------------- --
And a little poem with a history. This is a poem I wrote during one of my attempts to quit cutting, when the temptation was strongest. It is based off of something written by a much earlier poet, Sappho. Sappho was an ancient Greek poet with nine different books. Her work burned in Alexandria and all that is left are fragments, the most memorable of which has almost haunted me:
Pain drips.
I used this as part of my poem and went from there, creating something in honor of a great poet whose work we have lost.
Pain drips
When you're all alone
And you drag the blade across the skin
You bleed out all your tears&pain
Crimson tears-
Thanks to your best friend,
Your beloved
Razorblade.
Pain drips
It bleeds from the heart
Or in some cases
From the wrists
Goodbye
You'll see everywhere
In my room
How bloody pain drips
Making it my tomb...
Pain... drips.
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Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
This is my favourite quote from ME -
"When you discover that you are sick of yourself,
But you still have to live with yourself,
What then?"
Comment by Dianna G
I Wish This Was 42
Fictional Worlds
Sorry for the late response. Nice quote. I know what you mean.
~Dianna