Tag Archives: Expressions of Pain
Tears that Flooded This World…
Tears that flooded this world, and no, none of these droplets came from G-O-D, ‘cuz god does NOT exist (feel free to SUE me for saying this!)… Tears that flooded this world, they all came at us, all at once, … Continue reading
These Scar-Infested Wrists…
These scar-infested wrists, they’re, markers, or, milestones, if you will, of my life. They showed my path, of coming to where I currently am, and, without bleeding, without the pains, the scars, I couldn’t become, who I currently am. These … Continue reading
Conversations of Scars…
The scars covering up my body, they’d all started, in a formal meeting of sorts late one night… That very first one on my wrist started: hi, I just want to say, that I’m not that happy, being here (on … Continue reading
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Tagged Expressions of Pain, Scars, Wounded
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Each Scar Became an Unforgotten Memory…
Each scar you see on her wrist became an unforgotten memory, and that, was how, she’d kept track, of how she’s still alive. She’d been hurt bad when she was a whole lot younger, but it wasn’t until in her … Continue reading
Posted in Experiences of Life, Properties of Life, Ranting About Life, the Consequences of Life, The Trials of Life, Values of Life
Tagged Expressions of Pain, Self-Inflicted Injuries, Self-Mutilation, the Physical Expressions of Emotional Pains, To Get Rid of Her Pains on the Inside
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Someone Was Weeping, While the World Was, Sleeping…
Someone was weeping, while the world was, sleeping, so, nobody heard a single sound… Someone was weeping, we all heard it, the soft weeping came, in the depth of the nights, and, it’d, disturbed our, peaceful sleep, and so, we … Continue reading
Longing for Violence
Everybody tells you, that violence is bad, but nobody tells you, that sense of high, that release you can have, after watching violence in the media, like in the movies, or playing violent video games. He’d developed, this longing for … Continue reading
Couldn’t Make it Past Her Teenage Years
Do you EVER wonder WHY is it, that suicide rates would HIKE up, during the teenage years, huh??? She couldn’t, make it past her teenager years, she’d been hurt as a child, and, as she’d hit her teens, all the … Continue reading
Washed Away Our Sorrows…
The rain came down, cleansed this world, washed away our sorrows, but, there’s, still, just that, final, LAST bit of it, that the rain couldn’t take away. not my photograph… Washed away our sorrows, we’d longed, to rid ourselves of … Continue reading
On Suicide…
Just slice & dice, yeah, use ALL those GOD DAMN pills, to FINISH yourself off! You’d heard that voice, from inside of you, and, you’re, in so much pain, you’d wanted it all, to end, so, you’d started, chopping yourselves … Continue reading
Life, the Obstacle Course 