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    dots Submission Name: The Sufferingsdots

    Author: Imaginth
    Elite Ratio:    5.18 - 43/50/19
    Words: 176
    Class/Type: Poetry/Betrayal
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       I don't really know exactly what was going on here...

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    dotsThe Sufferingsdots

    Huddling on the floor a tear drops from my face,
    Not knowing what to do,
    Every thought racing around in my mind,
    The pain you caused to me over those years I have been wasting with you,
    News had finally come to me of your betrayal and apparent hatred of me,
    No one's there to stop it anymore and no one is there to comfort me in my time of need,
    Alone I lie there and no one comes,
    Dragged into those thoughts that make me cry for mercy,
    All by myself in pain and no one there to help,
    Why is it that the once frightening blade looks so comforting to me?
    Comfort suddles my crying to a somber sniffling,
    The sun does not shine on this day as I take up the blade in my hand,
    It shakes with my trembling fear as the cold steel lifts up to my heart,
    You caused such pain to my heart and now I would release it all from myself,
    And with this knife I will.......

    Submitted on 2005-06-20 10:14:48     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I am going to agree with Wildchild in this one, I am confused. At first I thought I was seeing a world of two souls, The first lives in everyday life and the second lives a fantasy/afterlife. One could not exist when the other was awake yet they shared the same body. what I saw may have infact been a type of sub-mind(cause I can't spell concous) the one of self-pity competeing with the competent life living personality. The personality tries to correct its wrong doings and bad habits, but the "Comforting Angel" tells the soul its ok to do a sin once, why its only right. Everyone else does it. And keeps pushing the soul further and further into self hate and corruption. That is as close as I can get, Sorry. I do think the title suits the poem well thugh. Thanks for posting.

    Yours Truly,
    | Posted on 2005-12-17 00:00:00 | by Aruemos | [ Reply to This ]
      this is a beautiful piece. i'm not going to try to pretend to understand any of it because in all honesty, i'm completely lost.
    i get little bits and pieces, like the very end... but to me, it isn't the overall message that is so important but more the way you've written it and expressed it. it's written in such a way that it just seems to be filled with depression and the feeling of being lost, but at the very end there is the smallest ray of hope.

    i'm sorry, i realize i'm not making any sense in this comment but... aargh... oh well, i really liked it, that's what counts.

    | Posted on 2005-10-26 00:00:00 | by wildchild | [ Reply to This ]
      wow. this was awesome! its just.. so powerful.
    and wonderfully written.
    your discriptions where so perfectly put together.
    i wouldnt change a thing if i were you.
    the ending was just, great. it really tells alot..
    this is deffenitly going into my favorites.
    great job!
    | Posted on 2005-06-20 00:00:00 | by joy7542 | [ Reply to This ]
      hi thanx for your comments on timeless and yesterdays rain you should read maybe skeletons and my child or sounds of life when i write i just leave whatever i think about on paper
    people could give me a word and i could write pages either dark or love or fantasy it just depends on the person and the mood i'm in
    timeless is a true event poem of my life and yesterdays rain is too my secrets are my secrets it keeps people wanting to read more ecspecially now i have found some confidence to publish 4 books in 2006 your post was a crasy ride and i enjoyed it to the end
    thanx again and best of luck in your writing
    | Posted on 2005-06-22 00:00:00 | by sandman | [ Reply to This ]

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