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Relief
Original version by the New York Rock & Roll Ensemble (1970):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3kS7OcH87Y
Cover version by Raining Pleasure (2005):
Lyrics:
Sitting in the time of day when the sun is very warm
Dreaming in a kind of way that a dream is always born
Drifting with the things I feel when I put away my will
Sleeping in the time of day when the sun is very still.
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I’m alone here with you / Take my time, take me too…
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Leaving in the time of day when the sun is getting cold
Walking in the kind […]
For most of my life I wished i was never born. I’ve never seriously thought about suicide methods as it was something i thought i couldn’t do.
Last night i felt myself taking a step closer towards the act. Although I’m not quite ready yet, the thought of knowing relieved my pain a little. I could see an end to my misery, whereas before it was indefinite.
I’m not posting this because i need attention. I just have no one to say it to and i need it.
It feels like a lump, a big lump of nothing and everything stuck in my throat. Every moment I am at work I crave to be away. I studied and worked hard in the past and saw myself earning 2 degrees, however through some cosmic fuck up I’m here. I sit and hope and pray and beg for some relief from this madness. Every morning I wake up and force myself out of bed, I cry thinking of what the day will be like. I used to be so passionate about so many things but now all I see myself doing is earning a pay […]
I have this terrible habit. I’ve never actually gotten the courage to take a knife and slash my skin so that is not it. Instead I bite at my fingers until they bleed. My fingers ache right now because I’m typing. They really hurt after I wash my hands or am in the shower because they prune up and are useless to use. Since the layers vary depending on where I bite, the flesh underneath my first layers is exposed. This exposure makes them more sensitive so I can barely touch anything. My parents think I have a common nail biting habit but I rarely […]
How do you let out years and years of built up frustrations and anger in a way that isn’t “wrong”…
I am an Army veteran. I joined up to help people. I ended up getting hurt in the process. I am now out of the army and have a wife and child. I can’t stop thinking about the tour I done or the people I lost. I know I’m supposed to move on and care about my wife and child first and foremost, but, I don’t. I love them, but, I can’t feel for them like I guess i should. My thoughts are always focused on tour and I am often angry. I get so angry I scream. Sometimes I don’t even know why I’m […]
Yesterday afternoon I cutted myself, not a special thing, and afterwards I wrote this poem, which really describes my cutting. Hope you like it 🙂
That moment,
when the blood flows down your arm,
and you hear the blood drops drip.
That relaxing sound,
and the beautiful color of blood,
the relief you get.
The warmth of the cut,
and the stinging feeling of the blade,
but no hurt,
no pain.
You feel numb and relieved,
like you’re in a trance.
The blood still flows down your arm,
and your arm is covered in blood.
The blood drops drip a little faster,
drip…drip…drip…
Your body […]
it’s been nearly a month or more since i last did it… until today.
see, the only reason i hadn’t done it was because my mum took away all my sharp objects and although i had tried using other things they just weren’t sharp enough. not enough to create drops of blood.
i felt myself craving the pain, i had to find a way to let all these feelings out!
so i simply found new razors.
i did it a few hours ago, what a fucking relief and it wasn’t even too deep. but i crave more, more, fucking more.
i wish i had an exacto knife so […]
         Everything hurts. The secrets I can’t tell anyone, and no one cares at all. Who do I turn to? How do I say the words to someone, someone I trust, that is going to make them understand? Who would I tell? Who can I trust? How do I get even one minute with them only three days before school is out? I’m going to die this summer. I don’t know what else to do. I can’t stand my life anymore, my mind… I have secrets that are killing me, literally. I’m going to die because I can’t take knowing the things I know. And even […]