Pain Release


I live my life
I write my poems
And I truly mean what I said
At the time I wrote them

Even the poems
That is all about suicide
I did mean them when I write them
But that is the whole point of them

To get out my emotions
And drain me of them
So they don’t affect me
Anymore than they already have

A pain release is all they are
Just like people who cut
And people who drink
They have all found a way

To get rid of their emotions
Even though their way is more
Deadly than mine
They keep on and so do I

Written on
November 22, 2011

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was a poem I had the urge to write, so I did. Most of my poems seem to help me deal with my pain. Pill poppers, druggies, any sort of addiction serves to release the pain, most tend to dull it for the time being. However, mine works really well for me. I guess you could say that I am addicted to my writing. Well, that's fine by me.

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Very real :)

Very real :)

crimsonangel24's picture

Thank you!

I suppose I meant it to be that way. I just get a whim, sometimes it is only a few words, and go from there. That was how it was with this one. :D

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