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    dots Submission Name: The Voiddots

    Author: YukiKnight360
    ASL Info:    21/Female/North Carolina
    Elite Ratio:    0.6 - 0/2/5
    Words: 272
    Class/Type: Poetry/Cutting or Mutilation
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       In this poem, I wrote about a time in my life when every thing was going wrong and I felt like I had no control. When I was controlled by my fear and consumed by a non-stop darkness that seemed to take over my life. Even thought I know there are people out there that have it far worse then I did, I had reached my breaking point and was on the edge of no return. Sounds cliché, I know but it's the truth. I was able to stop cutting myself about a year ago. With the help of a few good friends that changed my life. I would like to thank them, without saying any names, for what they have done. this poem is dedicated to To Write Love On Her Arms, for everything they do to help people like me.

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    dotsThe Voiddots

    I feel it,
    drawing me to the void,
    the never ending darkness ,
    of my broken heart and soul.

    Clutching my pillow, I scream,
    the anger,
    the rage,
    drawing me to the void.

    I sit in a corner with tears streaming down,
    blood flowing slowly,
    and all I feel is the sweet slide if metal releasing my demons,
    that are drawing me into the void.

    I see it,
    what I've become,
    A monster they say, a freak.
    But in my eyes I am hurt,
    and then I crave the metallic sting of a friend,
    and I'm drawn into the void.

    I hear a voice,
    my mother's,
    everything's blurred,
    I hear sirens and men running,
    as I'm lifted into the ambulance,
    I see him, my doom,
    doors close,
    and I drown in darkness.

    Eyes open now,
    I am in a room,
    cold and white,
    a beeping sound reverberates through the room.
    There are voices,
    screaming and quiet.
    And I fall into a peaceful slumber.

    Sharply I am woken by a needle,
    I squirm,
    Then nothing.

    I wake up,
    in a room with a table and bed,
    but the screams of others reach my ears,
    and I break down.

    Group therapy,
    worst idea ever,
    I sit quiet, still,
    as they talk about nonsense monster and ghosts that only they can see,
    and I cry,
    letting out tears that are as thick as blood and black as night,
    releasing my demons,
    and drawing me back,
    from the never ending void.

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    | Posted on 2012-01-25 00:00:00 | by FadeStones | [ Reply to This ]

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