Pain, the pain,
And all the attention;
I hide beneath clothing
With hidden intentions.
I weep with my blood;
I fall with my heart.
Though my scars are my friends,
Their presence is hard.
I realize the message
They convey to young ones;
I realize my obsession
Yet I can't seem to stop.
The scars hold me close,
They remind me of life
And the life I once had
But will never get back.
So I weep with my blood
I fall with my heart,
My scars are my friends,
No matter what.
Author notes
Darkened Pain is my AP name.
A contest entry
- How do you deal with....? by Lonely Christina.
900 points, ended December 4, 2008, 40 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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this is so heartbreaking, makes me want to cry hun! still very good ofcourse! excellent piece :]
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nice
this was lovely
great job -
great job!! i loved the scar reference with friends amazing
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great poem loved it!!! keep up the work! xoxoxo
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"Though my scars are my friends,
Their presence is hard." wow this is intense i loved this poem. good job -
Very feeling poem. Good luck in the contest.
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It is true once you take the burden you can never go back.Keep up the excellent work!
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