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Good morning doctor.
And how are you today?
I didn't sleep at all last night
now they want me away
from their innocent children
of whom i "corrupt"
though not on purpose mind you...
OK. I'll just leave and shut up.
Keep to myself
and my business I shall mind
although I'm really not that bad...
I can be considerate, generous and kind.

It doesn't matter
you have brought evil into this home
with your sinister ways
inviting it freedom wherever it may roam.
It is effecting my righteous spirit
and I don't find safety in its midst.
Your father and I would like you to leave
he would tell you but he is extremely pissed.

I can never win with you
accusations and assumptions
Bite, chew and spit me out
my corpse solely left in the ruins.
...But i shall respect
give you fresh skin to tear and bleed
for I have no feelings
just destroy everything since thats what you need.
My time is done
my reasoning bag left empty
just my belongings on my back
in my pockets not a single penny...

And now I'm gone
soul empty and no spot for love...
lost and drowning I have found the grave
I want no memories; keep the fucking dove,
But I'll accept that dark beauty
the song in my soul called raven
warning me of bad times
and becoming my only haven.

Electrifying nightmare has come to life
revival of this torturous time
As I sit here strapped down
talk all you want but I only think of the
rhyme.

Why would you do such a thing?
to attempt and almost succeed at killing yourself.
He starts a new file, taking notes
...another to add to his shelf.

Oh fuck off you stupid man
that's not exactly how it went.
I just wanted the solace of the drug
continuing til I was spent.
So I went too far
it wasn't at all intentional
So take these fucking straps and chains off.
Let me out of this hell-bright hospital.

Fuck them all!
None of them will ever see...
Its not the drug or depression or corruption.
Just self expression of a little girl I call
me...:)




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On Friday August 22nd, 2008, Chaos God (75) writes:
I Loved The Conversing Passages, I Had To Read It Twice, But Another Great Wright!


On Tuesday January 29th, 2008, wilted (295) writes:
Nice... You had a lot to say with this one and you said it well.


On Monday December 31st, 2007, Unforgotten (156) writes:
As strong as the subject and the words are its still the even stronger rhyme that drew me in. I love poems for the sound of poetry so I'm glad you weren't scared into free verse just because you had a message to bring :)


On Friday November 16th, 2007, Esau (282) writes:
word up. inner strength from the deviance of the public majority's approved social norms. strength in the individual, despite the ragged appearance. boofuckingya. your life is your's, damn all who criticize you. it's always good to see someone on their feet. keep on moving.


On Friday November 9th, 2007, Circe Avalon (186) writes:
great write, no need for sugar coating, good work.


On Friday November 9th, 2007, An Expired Member (3) writes:
wow. that looks like something i'd write. love it.



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