Words From A Not Too Distant Past
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What is written here comes from a not too distant past; a past that needs to be remembered always for the lessons it taught us, regardless of the crippling, all-consuming heartbreak it brought.
These are not my words, but those of a dearest loved one.
These are words from a young soul, far too troubled for such short years.
We may use these words to remember what it means to live with intense pain and sorrow.
But we may also use them to recognize the immense progress made in a relatively short period of life since.
Those were not easy times. These are not comforting words. Not easy to read. Even harder to live.
But love and compassion, along with time, can overcome a profound pain, misery and isolation that few can ever fully comprehend.
When things seem difficult, we can look back at these words, and know that we perservere.
When you read these words, feel the pain, the hurt, the sorrow, the lonliness from whence they came, please, stop to reflect on your own life, no matter how difficult it may seem. Take time to be thankful that you and yours are privileged to walk this earth for the amazingly short time we are here.
February 22, 2004
"Disconnected"
No light
I can't see
No air
I can't breathe
No feeling
I'm so numb
My blood is rushing
I'm fading away
I don't wanna go
No
I don't wanna stay
Reach for the plug
I've become disconnected
Reach for the key
I've been infected
War has descended upon us
There is no escape
My blood is rushing
I'm fading away
I don't wanna go
No
I don't wanna stay
Smash the mirror
Flush the vain
Say goodbye
To all your pain
Razorblade kiss
February 23, 2004
"Bloody Cries Fade"
A touch of a razor-blade
Blood from the cross
Non existing silence
Forever is lost
Dare to enter
This painful realm
No longer will you suffer
No longer will you cry
Listen carefully
For you will see
Bloody cries fade
And you will be set free
The touch of this metallic
Is the inanimate soul
That no longer haunts you
Forever so dull.
February 24, 2004
(untitled)
This dim setting
This pallet of black and white
Folds over
As a cover
For my true colors
This canopy
Is my security
From falling into the endless pit that lies before me
I am no longer what you wanted
But all that you hate
There is no antidote
Put me in that box in the back of your mind
And close the memories that we shared
Never again will I bother you
For I am just a nightmare to you
a touch of reality
Never to be experienced
You ignore this as long as you can
Though deep down
You know
It is impossible to escape
That canopy of security that you once had
Will unfold
And reveal your darkish soul
One day
You will be mine to toy with
As I am for you now
Shield your eyes while you can
I will uncover your true colors.
May 23, 2004
Bad Habits
Bad habits never go away
Bad habits never go astray
Cutting and stabbing
Drained veins
Make all my shirts filled with stains
Sinking back into my skin
Asking for more
'Till I'm crying
Lying on the floor
In a puddle of my own blood
It creates a flood of tears
Why am I doing this?
I can only stop for so long
Bad habits return
That's how we learn
Bad habits never go away
Bad habits never go astray
Your Life Cycle
Cutting and stabbing
Drained veins
Shattered glass
My screams are faint
A black pallet of paint
Covers the wall
Red rain falls from the sky
Sinking into my skin
Smiling with a grin
I cut, draining the vain
Out comes the rain
These are not my words, but those of a dearest loved one.
These are words from a young soul, far too troubled for such short years.
We may use these words to remember what it means to live with intense pain and sorrow.
But we may also use them to recognize the immense progress made in a relatively short period of life since.
Those were not easy times. These are not comforting words. Not easy to read. Even harder to live.
But love and compassion, along with time, can overcome a profound pain, misery and isolation that few can ever fully comprehend.
When things seem difficult, we can look back at these words, and know that we perservere.
When you read these words, feel the pain, the hurt, the sorrow, the lonliness from whence they came, please, stop to reflect on your own life, no matter how difficult it may seem. Take time to be thankful that you and yours are privileged to walk this earth for the amazingly short time we are here.
February 22, 2004
"Disconnected"
No light
I can't see
No air
I can't breathe
No feeling
I'm so numb
My blood is rushing
I'm fading away
I don't wanna go
No
I don't wanna stay
Reach for the plug
I've become disconnected
Reach for the key
I've been infected
War has descended upon us
There is no escape
My blood is rushing
I'm fading away
I don't wanna go
No
I don't wanna stay
Smash the mirror
Flush the vain
Say goodbye
To all your pain
Razorblade kiss
February 23, 2004
"Bloody Cries Fade"
A touch of a razor-blade
Blood from the cross
Non existing silence
Forever is lost
Dare to enter
This painful realm
No longer will you suffer
No longer will you cry
Listen carefully
For you will see
Bloody cries fade
And you will be set free
The touch of this metallic
Is the inanimate soul
That no longer haunts you
Forever so dull.
February 24, 2004
(untitled)
This dim setting
This pallet of black and white
Folds over
As a cover
For my true colors
This canopy
Is my security
From falling into the endless pit that lies before me
I am no longer what you wanted
But all that you hate
There is no antidote
Put me in that box in the back of your mind
And close the memories that we shared
Never again will I bother you
For I am just a nightmare to you
a touch of reality
Never to be experienced
You ignore this as long as you can
Though deep down
You know
It is impossible to escape
That canopy of security that you once had
Will unfold
And reveal your darkish soul
One day
You will be mine to toy with
As I am for you now
Shield your eyes while you can
I will uncover your true colors.
May 23, 2004
Bad Habits
Bad habits never go away
Bad habits never go astray
Cutting and stabbing
Drained veins
Make all my shirts filled with stains
Sinking back into my skin
Asking for more
'Till I'm crying
Lying on the floor
In a puddle of my own blood
It creates a flood of tears
Why am I doing this?
I can only stop for so long
Bad habits return
That's how we learn
Bad habits never go away
Bad habits never go astray
Your Life Cycle
Cutting and stabbing
Drained veins
Shattered glass
My screams are faint
A black pallet of paint
Covers the wall
Red rain falls from the sky
Sinking into my skin
Smiling with a grin
I cut, draining the vain
Out comes the rain
peace,
jo
http://www.Etsy.com/Shop/SimpleEarthCreations
"How I choose to feel is how I am." ~ EV/MMc
"Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends." ~ One Stab ~
jo
http://www.Etsy.com/Shop/SimpleEarthCreations
"How I choose to feel is how I am." ~ EV/MMc
"Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends." ~ One Stab ~
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i DO remember feeling like this... i just wish there was someway to take these kids and show 'em it'll be alright. that, they'll either grow up and their hormones won't fuck with them so badly if they can just wait it out. or, that if it's not hormones, but life itself being such a douche... that there are ways to conquer life and make it livable...
tremendously painful stuff...
jo
http://www.Etsy.com/Shop/SimpleEarthCreations
"How I choose to feel is how I am." ~ EV/MMc
"Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends." ~ One Stab ~