.silk.bullets. [rip me gently]
By Six-Out
tonight- I danced to a muted tune. alone
with the silence piercing my ears, and the stars counting the minutes
until yesterday blended with what doesn't matter
a purple hued sky told me tales of a future that doesn't exist
and I could still see her eyes-
I could still feel her breath
and I could still. taste her tears.
there is no tomorrow. and there is no hope
there is only heartache and devistation- conveniently fitted in pill form
so swallow it down- sweet one.
and don't let this cold world fool you.
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our dreams can never come true- and our lives will never mean a thing
and everything we were told as children will fall to pieces
and we will be left holding grains of sand and broken glass
hoping that the fragments rip deep into our hands- tear apart the skin
and bleed.
rip apart this reality. and the underlying state of confusion
there is no such thing as persuasion. and the happy ending is a lie
because Snow White will eventually die- and we will all be left alone
so alone- and cold. so fucking cold.
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everyone that we love will leave us.
and everything that we have grown to know- will wither
our lives will melt away to nothing- we will not be remembered
and we will die. alone. lonely. broken. and wise
-but wisdom means nothing when there is no one to share it with
and living a life full of moment-after-moment of joy is meaningless
when it all becomes memories that are longed for
and tears may dry-
but scars will always show
and there is no tomorrow.
no. there is no hope- and these words are nothing
nothing but me.
and I don't exist.
Comments on ".silk.bullets. [rip me gently]"
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On Wednesday, January 27, 2010, Riven Waker
(323) wrote:
this piece is skilled & murderous - absolutely brilliant & tragic
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On Saturday, October 22, 2005, Lotophagi
(333) wrote:
I could have sworn I'd written a reply... but perhaps I feel as I do now - awed. I love you Six. Thank you.
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On Tuesday, September 27, 2005, glasshouse
(548) wrote:
*cries and favs* too much. this hurt too much. -Glass
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On Tuesday, September 13, 2005, Saschwann
(13) wrote:
with so many comments I can not hope to say anything more than has been said, but still I have been touched and must say that I am thankful. thank you.
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On Thursday, September 1, 2005, abattoir
(115) wrote:
sick fucking write.
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On Thursday, September 1, 2005, abattoir
(115) wrote:
if I ever have a kid I surely wouldn't feed it a fruit cup. I don't even think it's really fruit when their done with the process...I agree with daffy...
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On Tuesday, July 19, 2005, Jazz Daffy
(18) wrote:
simply amazing
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A former member wrote:
--odd that i happened to read this now it fits my current emotion, bravo!....i have hope.. and all hope fails and in the end everything dies, within the muck we lose ourselves to life we die anyways..true deep. even if happiness (is)was part of life its j
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A former member wrote:
its just a moment we live for.. till the next day.. turn sour.. to next a new!.. and each death of a day and emotion has equvialent to self eroding
...anyways... i envy your talent with a smile..
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A former member wrote:
The cold contours of outgrowing and outknowing and starting to understand the fragments making up pieces of a wider world; such truths. I always imagine us as children skipping through fields of flowers, happy for seconds only to watch our friends fall on
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A former member wrote:
on minefields hidden in plumes of lotus petals and dreams that tremor in such hidden worlds.
Reading; I wonder how many of us long to unlong sometimes
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A former member wrote:
ok, u can definitely be closed minded and its ok with me, cause that was awesome
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On Wednesday, April 27, 2005, Railway_Butterfly
(354) wrote:
'and these words are nothing but me. and I don't exist.' I feel this.. quietly. I think I must applaud your honesty here.. I'm never able to be so all out open in my poetry, so real. I don't think I ever will be. This is excellent -
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On Saturday, March 19, 2005, NikesRain
(1298) wrote:
such desolation done so skillfully, heartbreaking and battering so point of factly told....astounding
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On Thursday, March 10, 2005, jaunty pill
(47) wrote:
It brings out detail and with a skillful poise that is rarely seen here or anywhere. I would call this genius , But that would be crude and unworthy. Just know that this has made my evebing. Fuck. I felt this one.
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On Thursday, March 10, 2005, jaunty pill
(47) wrote:
Your write rips and booms. A tremble that never ceases and manages to leave the reader breathless. When I read confessional poetry such as this , I tend to resolve. Awake , I guess you could say. Come to terms and face to face with many problems.
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On Thursday, March 10, 2005, jaunty pill
(47) wrote:
A few of the lines in this one would truly make some stark individual poems in themselves. Your words hit home for me , Bringing out my own conscious attempt to remain and stil understand myself. My flesh.
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On Thursday, March 3, 2005, Lynaes
(859) wrote:
You're a pro at making something so heartbreaking completely artful.. You know I think this is heart breaking, it cuts deep.. but seriously, I'm amazed.
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On Wednesday, March 2, 2005, AniDayz
(820) wrote:
this is so intelligent. so wonderfully done...true in its entirety. your wit is un-captured...and abounds through this.amazing
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A former member wrote:
I love this....I think my favorite line is "everything we were told as children will fall to pieces and we will be left holding grains of sand and broken glass" Such a visual!
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On Wednesday, March 2, 2005, elisa
(1616) wrote:
*sigh'ish*....you know i'm a strong believer in personal poetry...but must you staple pieces of your heart to your poetry;) elisa
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On Tuesday, March 1, 2005, Malice In Wonderland
(987) wrote:
I don't know what to say, Jon, except that you ripped me to pieces again ... well said.
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A former member wrote:
nothing but me. and i dont exist. i never could understand how i could go through writers block over something and then someone on dp would sum it up so succintly it seemed they were watching my life.
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A former member wrote:
and i just want you to know this piece almost made me cry bc i couldnt get it out myself but it was BEAUTIFUL in its tragedy. everything beautiful was equally tragic. thats what i like best about your work! jess*
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A former member wrote:
"our lives will melt away to nothing- we will not be remembered" I think that every time you write something you edge closer to immortality and will be remembered bud. This was great, really liked the last line as well. ~Ryan
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A former member wrote:
the fourth stanza is so brutal and true, but is portrayed in such a lovely way. great work. ....-samone
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A former member wrote:
"because Snow White will eventually die" Melancholic & real; tomorrow's epitaph. You add an interesting twist to such a self-hopeless idea, & have written 'silk.bullets' quite well. Except, you do exist.
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On Monday, February 28, 2005, blue
(1454) wrote:
hmmm, seems a little pessimistic, like you've already settled on an answer without all the facts....still, you've placed your words with your usual care, well done as always. ~b
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On Tuesday, March 1, 2005, Six-Out
(1435) wrote:
No one will ever have all the facts, and any realization is just an assumption. This is mine.
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On Tuesday, March 1, 2005, blue
(1454) wrote:
relax, have a fruitcup.
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On Tuesday, March 1, 2005, Six-Out
(1435) wrote:
Fruitcups are too colorful for this tortured soul! Mwahah! [/sarcasm]
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On Monday, February 28, 2005, Delilah
(113) wrote:
hmm...ok...I feel like I just took a trip around your head and a few minutes...I don't wanna say great write, because there's a ton of emotion here, and it's real. But I do want to say, that even though your poem says it won't, things will get better, I
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On Monday, February 28, 2005, Delilah
(113) wrote:
promise. ~Delilah~
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On Monday, February 28, 2005, ardneK
(73) wrote:
wow....painful...I'm speechless, I loved this - >|