In my room I'm lying
I just want to shout
Can't stop the crying
So I just bleed it out.
The walls of my life
Are starting to bend
Under this struggle and strife
I just want it to end.
Whenever I think
I don't know what to do
The lines begin to link
But I can't think it through.
My head starts to pound
As the thoughts start to fade
But they all come around
And wander back to the blade.
Not thinking at all
I pick up the knife
I don't want to forestall
The end of this life.
My mind goes numb
When I see the red
How could I be so dumb
I can't change if I'm dead.
I don't know where to start
So I begin to cry
But I silence the part
That wanted to die.
With my mind at rest
I start to see
The way that's best
It's clearer to me.
The greatest gift
To myself I give
A joyous uplift
A reason to live.
I have my way
But it doesn't last
It refuses to stay
It's already in the past.
The evil thoughts return
And swarm in my head
I no longer feel concern
I just wish I were dead.
The thoughts that appear
Are only mean and curt
I don't want to hear
I just want to hurt.
I pick up the knife
And feel the cold steel
I injure my life
With the pain that I feel.
Once again I'm lying
I still want to shout
Endlessly crying
As I bleed it out.
I just want to shout
Can't stop the crying
So I just bleed it out.
The walls of my life
Are starting to bend
Under this struggle and strife
I just want it to end.
Whenever I think
I don't know what to do
The lines begin to link
But I can't think it through.
My head starts to pound
As the thoughts start to fade
But they all come around
And wander back to the blade.
Not thinking at all
I pick up the knife
I don't want to forestall
The end of this life.
My mind goes numb
When I see the red
How could I be so dumb
I can't change if I'm dead.
I don't know where to start
So I begin to cry
But I silence the part
That wanted to die.
With my mind at rest
I start to see
The way that's best
It's clearer to me.
The greatest gift
To myself I give
A joyous uplift
A reason to live.
I have my way
But it doesn't last
It refuses to stay
It's already in the past.
The evil thoughts return
And swarm in my head
I no longer feel concern
I just wish I were dead.
The thoughts that appear
Are only mean and curt
I don't want to hear
I just want to hurt.
I pick up the knife
And feel the cold steel
I injure my life
With the pain that I feel.
Once again I'm lying
I still want to shout
Endlessly crying
As I bleed it out.
Author notes
I'm not sure where this one came from...I wrote it at like 2 in the morning when I couldn't sleep...But I promise I'm not suicidal or anything...
A contest entry
- dark writes (just...make me feel something) by my--i u--k i.
542 points, ended January 28, 2008, 24 entries
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Comments
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Very nice, but it still worries me.
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You don't have to worry abut me, I promise.
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I'll take your word on it.
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I like it very much so patty. Very descriptive. Nice job!

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Thanks.
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