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Mercyful Death
By HeadpatSlut
Mercyful Death
Beaten, broken, scarred and
battered-
The mirror before me has been shattered-
The shards
of glass tore up my wrists-
And I'm bleeding from my fists.
Re-opened wounds again are bleeding-
Much more than last time now
I'm needing-
But emptied bottles on the floor-
Show that my
drugs are there no more.
I bash my head against the wall-
To feel anything at all-
Nobody cares, nobody's near-
Death
is not a thing I fear.
A sharpened knife across my arm-
Hoping I can hurt and harm-
All of this seems so surreal-
I
long far pain, it's all I feel.
Once again I bash my head-
All I see is stained in red-
I'm holding on by a thread so thin-
I take the knife and drive it in.
The knife sinks deep into
my side-
Remembering the times I cried-
I twist it, tear it,
stabbing deep-
This life I do not wish to keep.
Bleeding
out upon the floor-
Very soon I'll live no more-
Within this
pool of scarlet red-
Chaos quiets, I am dead.
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Copyright 2010 DK6_Marius
Author's Note:
One of my more morbid works.Comments on "Mercyful Death"
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A former member wrote:
very vivid imagery...the end sorta reminds me of hamlet
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On Wednesday, June 30, 2010, Gray Vision
(425)
wrote:
There's just so much that this piece pertains to, myriads of powerful lines and the imagry is down right brutal. Powerful piece indeed great write and thank you for sharing =)
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A former member wrote:
this is an amazing work.its the kind of thing i wish i could write.and ty for the advise
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A former member wrote:
good rhyme,good work.
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A former member wrote:
metallica!
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On Sunday, April 25, 2010, wolveshepherd
(3) wrote:
This is brutal. I hope I never come as close to this as I have in the past. Really powerful write.
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