Borderlines stretch before, crossing, tangling, they
Overlay rusted life, creaking in so much agony.
Rules, laws, shoulds, needs, making chips in the paint (my life)
Divided into so many broken fragments, glittering in the
Early light used to glue myself back together.
Really fighting the desire to bleed myself and make bleed.
Longing to be more than I am.
Isolated from the world of "okay"
Never questioning the self inflicted
Exile....exit, oh how I need to exit, oh God
Somebody save me from myself.
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Written March 23rd, 2006
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I can relate to this so much today. Especially:
"Really fighting the desire to bleed myself and make bleed.
Longing to be more than I am.
Isolated from the world of "okay" "
This poem speaks to me. Very creative. Keep writing. =)
Moon Bless.
x.kenaz.x
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