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i gotta be truthful eventually but i guess i can hide, I have permission to hide, just for one more day, minute, year, second, hour, lifetime SCREAM and the decision was made, but not for me, as the confusion talked coherently at last, and over the babble of my vocabulary I made sounds of visions that never existed because it’s all in my head, and yes

yes i’m crazy, can’t you tell from the way i’m screaming truths into your face as you turn away deaf like I’m mute but I’m screaming and all you hear is

yes i’m fine thank you for caring i know you do you just don’t show it very well What’s that? no that’s nothing, i didn’t draw

little lines and stripes and hearts pour gush onto paper, stain the parchment of my complexion with the pain and hope and i pull down my sleeve It’s nothing

nothing is what comes out of my mouth when you ask me What’s wrong but I answer anyway and nothing comes out, but it does and I speak paragraphs sentences and still nothing, though you heard enough and decided that I was ok, after all, and i pull down my sleeve to hide this

Art? but why would you quit teaching art, you taught me everything. if you hadn’t bothered to show me love i would never have known what to draw when it went away
time is irrelevant when you’re dead, I read a poem once that said that oh wait did I write that? written on my arm quick strokes slash! Slash! Bleed! Force from shallow wound don’t dare press harder make my mark, permanent is overrated, lasting until the end

which will have to come soon I’m dizzy now, as I keep writing on my wrist wrist arm slashing wrist cut deep frenzy of Exultation! oh! it feels so good! but ending soon…I can’t writing on my wrist end soon as life energy makes up its mind to leave, deciding bleeding gone life gone tears gone love gone pain gone ink flowing free blood from wrist arm no scab scar gone but really never there never had a chance to form letters into coherent thoughts my chance is gone now, it will never make any more sense than it does now

and you still don’t get it but I’m going to have to end this now anyway because

I’m afraid I’m out of ink…

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edited 1/11/08

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  • InMyFlames
    January 20, 2008
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    ha ha i love, "i think im out of ink", its great well done and thanks for your entry


  • infinitechaos07
    January 10, 2008
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    Thanks for entering my contest and best of luck!


  • glued-to
    January 4, 2008

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    see this strangely made sense to me. hmm maybe its because i've been through the same thing..annyways. i liekd the way this rambled and i liked how i could actually tell youd been through this, not like a lot of bs i expect with cutting poems liek razor drips crimson ahh. see you actually give me reasonings and ponderings. so good job, tastefully done, a little awkward and yard to shift through but good.


  • Systems Malfunction
    January 1, 2008

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    This format was eerie to go along with the story being told. Quite enjoyed it, though its very very dark. Glad your not into that anymore. I've been there too though, so everything is okay. Good luck in the contest!


  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    February 16, 2007
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    Extremely disturbing due to the fact that it makes no sense, yet to a madman probably makes a lot of sense. Also the fact that there is so many contradictions, talking about things that seem to not even relate to what he/she is talking about and the works. Good write.


    • my--i u--k i
      December 28, 2007
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      hahahaha

      thank you.

      oh, and ima "she"

      it's not....exactly _supposed_ to make sense, but....can you sense a logic flow? as in, does each part go to the next? I'm thinking I really like this now, but it's been a year or so since I wrote it, so I want to...update it.

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