Fate

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Fate

Blood trickles into my eyes
it stings to try and open
from below dead hands rise
tugging me down to feel their closeness
a bone chilling cold
on the fringes of my mind
my blackened, leaking, heart has told
any moment now i will die
pain prickling from fingers to toes
eyes STILL gruesomely closed
every acute sense no longer shows
fate from the day depression arose.

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MalikPeterson commented on Fate

04-24-2010

This is a very dark...depressing...and tortured write. I hope that this isn't your daily dose of feelings but if so...I hope you get the hug you need and the listening ear you so deserve. You may take these kudos though...in hopes that they brighten your day :)

Lizziewriter27

04/24/2010

thnk you, poetry is a way i like to express what i'm feeling i guess and the comment did help my day :)

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

Lizziewriter27’s Poems (59)

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At My Weakest 1
My Thoughts 0
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Advice To A Child 0
A Painful Fate 0
Humanity 1
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Greater Things 1
Happiness 1
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Not So Old Habits 0
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Skinny 0
Justice 0
Depression Hurts 1
Painful Memories 0
Oregon's Lovely Gloom 0
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Invisible 1
Love 0
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Fate 1
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Random 0
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Just People 1
SEVER 0
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For Me 0
Why? 0
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