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the blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it…..

Posted in depression, insomnia, mental health, mental illness, self destruction, self harm, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 22/03/2014 by doyourememberthattime

i’ve been up all night
thinking
listening to sad songs
reading brutal tales
i suppose it was only a matter of the time
in the end, all it took was
two words

a couplet that lit up the relevant part of my brain
one evocative phrase that kicked started this whole sordid ritual
words that gave me license to bleed

i needed to bleed
i had to feel the very pulse of life
the pure, vibrant strength
of my will.

if only for right now,
i have reclaimed the power that resides at my core
i am once again the most authentic version of myself.

as my blood washes over me
i turn up the volume so the melancholy music can fill my head
and
my tears finally flow.

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tomorrow never knows…..

Posted in death, depression, mental health, self destruction, self harm with tags , , , , , on 23/09/2011 by doyourememberthattime

 

tonight,

 

i am focused on an arc of light a torch casts on my stomach

 

as i cut through fatty tissue

 

i am painfully aware

 

that

 

it is not helping

 

i am weary

 

fed up with myself

 

i do the same stupid things

 

over

 

and

 

over

 

still i am faced with the brutal fact

 

that

 

tomorrow will be same