I died today.
Suicide of the mind and soul, but not the body.
I am alive but cannot feel.
I have seen great things then lost my sight for humanity.
I bleed as all humans, but my blood flows more freely by my choice to share it with others.
I gave my heart to everyone else and left none for myself.
I can still feel it beat within, but cannot tear it out.
Faith in humanity once caused me to love, to trust, to believe in manKIND.
But each time I opened the door of my soul
they hurt me, abused me, and raped my sense of being.
So I committed suicide of my soul by giving up on the world.
I gave up my faith in humanity and left behind any trust I may have once given.
I have traded my sight for blindness, to not see the horrors of this world.
I bleed daily, my soul's tears of sadness that I gave up
and died today.
A contest entry
- 'Banished' - Dark Pic Inspired by Tattboyspet.
300 points, ended December 15, 2007, 10 entries
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thank you for your entry - I have handed the judging over to Tattboy as I'm having a problem with this contest - all the entries are so good
He will judge it soon 
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thank you for your entry there were a few phrases in here that were really eye catching
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