Hello Ugly,
I missed seeing you today.
You weren't there when I looked in the mirror.
Your shattered kisses have driven you to this,
To take that blade and slash it across your wrist.
for the last and final time.
I missed seeing you today.
I missed *hurting* you today.
Oh God, why can't I be better.
why must you torment me so?
I missed seeing you today.
Staring back at me with your tears of red,
the shattered kisses of your broken life,
Have taken away another precious life.
I missed seeing you today.
But I couldn't take it anymore.
Hurting you gave me great pleasure,
A sense of relief like none other.
I can't even look at you anymore,
It makes me sad seeing these scars.
...That's what killed me.
I missed seeing you today,
But I'm sad to say,
you no longer exist,
the shattered kisses,
Of my broken spirit,
killed me.
Author notes
Beautiful-mistake
**HeartbrokenHeadcase**
A contest entry
- First contest,Four options, i'll love you forever if you enter? by Jaffa-.
560 points, ended November 11, 2008, 37 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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But you need to put your ap name and **HeartbrokenHeadcase** in your author notes please..
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I loved it. It's like she's talking/writing to herself... the girl on the otehr side of the looking glass?
Very well done. I simply loved the background. It fit in amazingly. My fabourite part was the first stanza. Amazing write and good luck in the contest -
Oh man, can I relate to this!!! It's like your instrument of injury has a life outside of yourself, and it has become your best friend. Those urges to hurt yourself, then, are so strong and you can hear it calling to you... louder and louder and louder!! There are some who would say, 'you could just stop if you wanted to'. But those are the ones who have never been inflicted by such a disorder. It's not a habit; it's a disease that needs treatment, and only we can be the ones to finally say that we want to be helped.
This is a great write. Thank you for entering my contest, and good luck! -
This is really good. That is really fucked up if someone has copied your poems. People like that deserve to die.
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Nicely done. I like how this is almost letter-like. It's very chilling in the way it addresses the "you" so casually yet offers such frightening words, talking about missing hurting you and the such. Well done.
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awwwwwwwwww. that's so sad, but a nice idea!
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wow how in the hell did i win the contest with this here, DAMN this is frekin good. Love it so much becuase it has feeling
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nice!
I like this poem. It's dark, but it has a different sort of view on it than other poems do. I like how you seem to be talking to yourself, or your reflection in a mirror. It's very emotional and truthful. You did a very good job portraying this person. Good luck!
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