09-25-2010, 07:03 PM
well i wrote this when i was only started on self harming last year, march.
March Was The Lonely Start,
When I Thought I Found My Heart,
Then I Watch As It Tore Even More Apart,
But My Friends Were Never That Far,
April Was Long And Hard,
Were I Pushed Too Far?
It Just Took A Few Cans,
Of Pop And Plenty Of Dreams,
To Realise None Was As It Seems,
May Was The Most Tiring Of All,
Hours Sitting Curled Like A Ball,
But Still I Could Not See,
What Had Cause Such A Misery,
Days I Wondered If I,
Could Ever Be Set Free,
June Was Most Tempting Of All,
Long I Wished For A Call,
Anything That I Could Do,
To Ease My Mind And Feel Tall,
Once More I Would Fall,
July Was The Most Of Frustration,
So Much Concentration And Temptation,
I Were Weak Minded And Heart Binded,
Very Little Could I Speak,
My Goal Remained the Same,
To Seek "Her" Once More,
August Was The Fall Of My Sins,
I Was Blinded To See No One Wins,
But No Longer As I Can Now See,
What I Had Done And What I Deserved,
This Time I Thought As No One But Me,
No Longer Will I Cry For My Freedom.
September Is My Future And Pride,
I Will See My Loved Ones Once More,
And I Will Seek Their Very Thoughts,
When They Discover My Face,
On The Other Side Of This Very Door,
You May Not All Understand,
This Poem Can Be Read By Both Kind,
And The Heart Blinded,
But May Only Be Understood,
By The Heart Binded
::
This Is Based On The Most Important Period Of My Life
And Forever May I Remember, Or Forget Them.
March Was The Lonely Start,
When I Thought I Found My Heart,
Then I Watch As It Tore Even More Apart,
But My Friends Were Never That Far,
April Was Long And Hard,
Were I Pushed Too Far?
It Just Took A Few Cans,
Of Pop And Plenty Of Dreams,
To Realise None Was As It Seems,
May Was The Most Tiring Of All,
Hours Sitting Curled Like A Ball,
But Still I Could Not See,
What Had Cause Such A Misery,
Days I Wondered If I,
Could Ever Be Set Free,
June Was Most Tempting Of All,
Long I Wished For A Call,
Anything That I Could Do,
To Ease My Mind And Feel Tall,
Once More I Would Fall,
July Was The Most Of Frustration,
So Much Concentration And Temptation,
I Were Weak Minded And Heart Binded,
Very Little Could I Speak,
My Goal Remained the Same,
To Seek "Her" Once More,
August Was The Fall Of My Sins,
I Was Blinded To See No One Wins,
But No Longer As I Can Now See,
What I Had Done And What I Deserved,
This Time I Thought As No One But Me,
No Longer Will I Cry For My Freedom.
September Is My Future And Pride,
I Will See My Loved Ones Once More,
And I Will Seek Their Very Thoughts,
When They Discover My Face,
On The Other Side Of This Very Door,
You May Not All Understand,
This Poem Can Be Read By Both Kind,
And The Heart Blinded,
But May Only Be Understood,
By The Heart Binded
::
This Is Based On The Most Important Period Of My Life
And Forever May I Remember, Or Forget Them.
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