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Raskull · 05-28-2006, 09:23 PM

Thanks to all.
A short one and a long one. Read your fuckin hearts out.

Pleading Forgivness
Please good friend
My life was a mistake
Please good friend of mine
Let me make amends
Please my dear friend
Remember
I did have a good heart
But I burry it with ash

Never Forever
How badly I want
Just to drop my heart
To lose my mind
Just to stop

Tell me why I must work for you
While they cower in their
Self-pity pathetic shit holes

The honeysuckles are wilting
All I have are gaps and holes
In my soul and body
As the magots massacate my remains

The brusies, the screams
The tears and the blood
The rum, the razor
The love and the suffering

Baby I want you to see
This life is more fragile
Than a glass angle
Laying in the ground

There is someone above
Looking at this little play
He's completing his creation
Is he happy? Is he fucking happy?

I'm only a slave
To my master's blade
Oh master be gentle
Be careful and shape me right

The need to give up
Isn't there anymore
I'm right, I'll fight

They need me and I'll be here
Forever and always
Till death do us part

Raskull · 05-29-2006, 04:16 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by MOLPtStW

So great to hear from you. New poems, wao!
Pleeding Forgivness. It already hit me in the title. But i think is 'pleading'.
Pleeding Forgivness, makes my breath raise.

I know but I was tired as all hell last night... at first I put "pledding". Shows how smart I am.

Quote:

Who's they?

In that specific line it's the drama queens. The ones who bitch about the smallest little things when they really don't know how good they have it.

Quote:

I think He has raising fist that hits down.
But blade, could be.

A blade fit better. I'm like a clay figure and God (or whoever created me) is cutting me to human perfection. That explains that line.

Quote:

i got that...

Now i'm soon to be gone for interview for the shitty job

At least it brings in money, right? Either way, I wish you the best of luck! Thanks again.

Raskull · 06-09-2006, 07:16 PM

The belt around my neck
A makeshift noose
Black leather lacerating
My tender flesh

Such a hellish feeling
Fighting the need to get loose
Screamed till a throat went raw
Forever drowing in thy sorrow

You wonder why someone
Would ever do such a thing
'Tis the ultimate power
Hatered

I shall never allow the child
Inside thy young body
To suffer the betrayl
I've inflicted apon you and your kin

Your metal snow heart
Never felt so warm
As I hear thou beckon to me
For my own will soon stop bleeding

Grip's slipping
And you're screaming
From off into the distance
But you're too late my dear.

Raskull · 06-14-2006, 03:29 PM

Life will begin to suck again soon... I can feel it.
I had a feeling to write this one. Yeah, it's different. What do you think?

No dial tones
No sercive
People
Disappearing
Into thin air

Only me
My minions
Enemies
And friends
Stay to watch
The horror show
Of this silent hell

We turn
Against
One another
No friends
No alies
All alone
Only one

Tar
Plaster
Cement
Rough world
At out hands
Co-existance
What be that?
Not here
Not now

Harsh place
At our hands
The silence
Deafening
More than ever
No people
No life
Only me
Uneternal
Peace.

Raskull · 06-14-2006, 06:03 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by MOLPtStW

I dont see it either. it must be you see things you feel. state of mind.
so its all relative. you see what you feel. maybe you fell what you believe..

So i can see peace in that poem, as the last word says. The poem ment to be a horror one, but then it turned into something unexpected..maybe..
turned into "hey i thought the horror its comming back but it never came"...
seem you're particulary happy about something when you say "What you think about it?" like theres something there to see. i dont know if i saw it.
could be, could be not.

It means a little of both of these. When bad times come I feel alone and like I have no friends but at the end I said "uneternal/peace" which means I'm comming out of a rough time, or so I hope. It was something I've done out of creativity and self-expression. Not much more.

Raskull · 07-03-2006, 11:57 PM

Misty voices scream
Bloody mercy
Into frozen night air
In my drowning mind

I can see the fire
Burning eternity in your eyes

Looking
Shocken
At the water's edge
I can see

Close your eyes
Let me sing you a luliby
I can't stop the burning
Say goodnight

Listening
Helpless
At your bed's edge
I can see

Hate burning in your eyes
Claim your war and kill your kin
Sorrow brimming at my eyes
I lose you even more

My eyes wide open
I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming
Close out the feelings' torments
Escape the fear

Looking
Silently
At the water's edge
I can see

Looking
Longing
At the razor's edge
I can see death

**Melanie** · 07-04-2006, 11:40 AM

Sara, these are all very good. Have you thought about joining the Writer's Group?

Raskull · 07-04-2006, 09:47 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Melanie

Sara, these are all very good. Have you thought about joining the Writer's Group?

I've thought about it but that's obviously for the more skilled writers... and I'm not gonna kid myself into thinking I'm a talented writer.

Quote:

Originally Posted by MOLPtStW

I filtered what I want.
And let me think for a while. I’d come up with something…
I’m trying to find the connection in those 4 verses…
‘At the water’s edge’ is clearly description of darkness, for me.
‘At your bed’s edge’ is also darkness.
‘At the razor’s edge’ is also darkness, but there’s also a beast of darkness.
May sound funny but I picture you biting nails or having your fingers around the mounth, with a wonder expression on you, and starring into the atmosphere… when you say ‘at the razor’s edge I can see death’.
So trying to find out what the poem want to say I come up with…
Its about seeing the darkness, and because of that, that eternal state of mind, wondering what to do about it, and coming up with a (know) solution,…death.

(oh, well.me.
I have only one thing to say to darkness:
Ha Ha.
Who laughs at the end, laughs the best. )
He.ha.

It's about darkness yes, but also being cold and alone even when you're not. It's about feeling numb to people and nonexsitant... being dead in a sense. The lack of writing was killing me so I forced this little bit out.

Shivercide · 07-05-2006, 10:08 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Raskull

I've thought about it but that's obviously for the more skilled writers... and I'm not gonna kid myself into thinking I'm a talented writer.

Nooooooo...

I've always loved your writings and I think you're VERY talented! Seriously.

Anyway, the Writer's Group isn't so much about talent as it is fun and inspiration. And I'd love to see you participate with us, if you'd ever like! *pwetty please?* ;)

<333

**Melanie** · 07-05-2006, 10:11 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Raskull

I've thought about it but that's obviously for the more skilled writers... and I'm not gonna kid myself into thinking I'm a talented writer.

Haha!!! Are you kidding...you must have not seen my entry! You are far more than qualified hon. I'm with Steph... come on everybody's doing it. *peer pressure*

05-28-2006, 09:23 PM	#141 (permalink)
Raskull So Tired Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Where? Age: 17 Posts: 476 Points: 4,308.51 Bank: 3,871.80 Total Points: 8,180.30 Donate	Thanks to all. A short one and a long one. Read your fuckin hearts out. Pleading Forgivness Please good friend My life was a mistake Please good friend of mine Let me make amends Please my dear friend Remember I did have a good heart But I burry it with ash Never Forever How badly I want Just to drop my heart To lose my mind Just to stop Tell me why I must work for you While they cower in their Self-pity pathetic shit holes The honeysuckles are wilting All I have are gaps and holes In my soul and body As the magots massacate my remains The brusies, the screams The tears and the blood The rum, the razor The love and the suffering Baby I want you to see This life is more fragile Than a glass angle Laying in the ground There is someone above Looking at this little play He's completing his creation Is he happy? Is he fucking happy? I'm only a slave To my master's blade Oh master be gentle Be careful and shape me right The need to give up Isn't there anymore I'm right, I'll fight They need me and I'll be here Forever and always Till death do us part __________________ Anger. The emotion of change. Kill for me. Last edited by Raskull : 05-29-2006 at 04:17 PM.

06-09-2006, 07:16 PM	#143 (permalink)
Raskull So Tired Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Where? Age: 17 Posts: 476 Points: 4,308.51 Bank: 3,871.80 Total Points: 8,180.30 Donate	The belt around my neck A makeshift noose Black leather lacerating My tender flesh Such a hellish feeling Fighting the need to get loose Screamed till a throat went raw Forever drowing in thy sorrow You wonder why someone Would ever do such a thing 'Tis the ultimate power Hatered I shall never allow the child Inside thy young body To suffer the betrayl I've inflicted apon you and your kin Your metal snow heart Never felt so warm As I hear thou beckon to me For my own will soon stop bleeding Grip's slipping And you're screaming From off into the distance But you're too late my dear. __________________ Anger. The emotion of change. Kill for me.

06-14-2006, 03:29 PM	#144 (permalink)
Raskull So Tired Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Where? Age: 17 Posts: 476 Points: 4,308.51 Bank: 3,871.80 Total Points: 8,180.30 Donate	Life will begin to suck again soon... I can feel it. I had a feeling to write this one. Yeah, it's different. What do you think? No dial tones No sercive People Disappearing Into thin air Only me My minions Enemies And friends Stay to watch The horror show Of this silent hell We turn Against One another No friends No alies All alone Only one Tar Plaster Cement Rough world At out hands Co-existance What be that? Not here Not now Harsh place At our hands The silence Deafening More than ever No people No life Only me Uneternal Peace. __________________ Anger. The emotion of change. Kill for me.

07-03-2006, 11:57 PM	#146 (permalink)
Raskull So Tired Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Where? Age: 17 Posts: 476 Points: 4,308.51 Bank: 3,871.80 Total Points: 8,180.30 Donate	Misty voices scream Bloody mercy Into frozen night air In my drowning mind I can see the fire Burning eternity in your eyes Looking Shocken At the water's edge I can see Close your eyes Let me sing you a luliby I can't stop the burning Say goodnight Listening Helpless At your bed's edge I can see Hate burning in your eyes Claim your war and kill your kin Sorrow brimming at my eyes I lose you even more My eyes wide open I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming Close out the feelings' torments Escape the fear Looking Silently At the water's edge I can see Looking Longing At the razor's edge I can see death __________________ Anger. The emotion of change. Kill for me.

07-04-2006, 11:40 AM	#147 (permalink)
Melanie Comfortably Numb Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: Sunny Tampa Florida...aka...Hurricane Hotbed Age: 32 Posts: 1,356 Points: 1,264.70 Bank: 6,866,055.11 Total Points: 6,867,319.81 Donate	Sara, these are all very good. Have you thought about joining the Writer's Group? __________________ All that I have done is keeping me from you... “We expect our lives to be happy, trouble free and victorious. We forget that victories come only after we fight battles.” "I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust noone but yourself. And sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." — Marilyn Monroe