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Losing My Last Sliver Of Hope

Gave into that blade again last night
I tired my best, I put up a fight
My wrists aren't "normal" anymore
The urge struck me down at the core

Tears were falling
That blade was calling
I just couldn't take it
My life is filled with too much s-h-i-t

You were peacefully sleeping on the phone
What I was doing on the other end to you was unknown
But without cutting I didn't feel whole
Like a piece was missing from my soul

But after I cut the piece returned
As salty tears fell down, it burned
I only made it seven days
I just threw it all away

All the nights I won, worth nothing
All the pain I felt, the suffering
Don't know why I even try
Tears filled with pain fall as I cry

I can't do all the stuff I'm dealt
I'm so numb, I've never felt
Happiness seems like a dream
Wanting it back as I scream

Locked up feelings, oh how they kill
Take it all away with a bottle of pills
Last night I just wanted to die
Drown in all the tears I cried

Hoping, Wishing, Praying to die tonight
Because no longer can I fight

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Written September 12th, 2006

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  • Walking Tall
    September 13, 2006
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    if i've ever read anything sadder i've forgotten it.
    it sucks to work towards something and to give it ur best shot and then just fall back... still
    you tried ur best.
    that's what matters
    you gave it your best shot
    thats all anyone can ask right?
    CJ


  • Inside and out
    September 12, 2006
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    One day at a time my friend. We take our losses and wins the same. Each day promises a new start. Keep trying my friend. You can overcome and rise above the pain.


  • Nitenovanavium
    September 12, 2006
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    great poem

    i think she meant you 'can' make it eight days next time... lol

    but in anycase... 7 days 'is' a long time... your alot stronger than you think you are... stronger than me, thats for sure... you put up with sooo much shit, you cut you cry you bleed and yet your still here... what youve gone through would break most people fully grown people would have given up by now... keep fighting, please because it isnt a loosing battle, its just a long one and were all here if you need us


  • Forgot2Breathe
    September 12, 2006
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    *hugs* its okay
    it will all be okay
    Seven days is a long time so its okay
    you cant make it eight days next time