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Tearing Away

November 28, 2011
By HateKnuckle SILVER, Peru, New York
HateKnuckle SILVER, Peru, New York
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I tear away that which is me
To see why it is I bleed
I search through blood and seek through skin
To release what lies within

Darkness reaches my bloodstained hands
It makes them dance and play in sand
It makes them tear and strongly rip
They cry to stop but are soon whipped

They are made to disassemble
They are forced to shred while I weakly tremble
My hands they dig and scratch
They claw through pain and find peace to snatch

My hands do not grow tired
They work as though recently hired
One pain soothes another
While no pain could solve the other

I hurt myself to distract from what I feel
I ache but from a different pain I reel
I feel the stress and expectation
But diluted by flowing of crimson sensation

The author's comments:
To better understand the reason for this poem you have to know me. I rip and tear at the tips of my fingers when I feel ANY amount of anxiety. It doesnt really releave me of any pain but it soothes me somehow. This is about the relationship between me and my self-destructive habit.

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on Dec. 2 2011 at 10:07 pm
IamtheshyStargirl PLATINUM, Lothlorien, Utah
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Favorite Quote:
Boredom instigates extreme creativity.

"Bowing gratefully to all of my subjects, 'thank you. Thank you. The pleasure is mine." Nah, I'm just kidding. We're all kings together.'"

Good poem, though some of the lines are a bit awkward. Thanks for sharing! 

on Nov. 30 2011 at 6:35 pm
Purpl3Bu773rfly GOLD, Egg Harbor City, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"I love the rain, its like the sky is crying so I don't have to." ~PurpleButterfly19

I realy like this, its deep and dark. Like the way i've been feeling lately. Very well written.