Re: I hate her…hula
can someone plz tell me..whos this “her” is? 
Re: I hate her....hula
Ok I know this is a bit of a ''butting in'' in other people's thread but anyways I have this problem that I have this Iraqi friend who has been through heaps of dark things in her life. She gave me her diary to read and I picked out this real artistic poem and I wanted her to send it to the newspaper to get it published or something but she is too shy so I have decided that I will send it with her name but the problem is that I don't know who to send the poem.
Re: I hate her....hula
Bittersweet Bloodshed
Alone, filled with ideas, haunting decelerations of pain,
Suicidal tendencies are a 'normal' part of this game,
It's all in one hand, tears, blood then comes death,
A few deep rooted slices bring on my last brath.
Blades calling to me, screaming louder in my mind,
I fear I have no mask left for me to hide behind,
My impurities have been uncovered, I'm now on display,
Everyone now sees the 'perfect' me, left to decay.
My arm only a map now, of the times I've lost my way,
The times that my fragile emotions have led me astray,
My eyes still see the bloodstains, my humanity on my skin,
Hunted by the visions of my deadly daily sin.
Each time I feel the metal, the soothing cold touch,
It makes me realize that I miss 'normality' so much,
I long to feel freedom, no longer wake to tears of red,
To live life with a happy face, not wishing I were dead.
Re: I hate her…hula
who r v hatin?
Re: I hate her…hula
jealous of her?
Re: I hate her…hula
ahahahahah
Re: I hate her…hula
kino, leave me alone, 