12 am
"It's over"
1 am
And life is void
2 am
With no one to save me
3 am
My weeping in silence
4 am
Swallow the whole bottle
5 am
I pull out the gun
6 am
And the sun is rising
As my life fades away
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Surely a bottle of pills PLUS a gun is some sort of - dare I say it? - yes I shall go ahead and say it - um, er, overkill?
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Obviously the speaker didn't die from the pills...thus, the gun was obviously necessary. But I actually wrote the pills as an abusive substance; to get the speaker high, not to kill the speaker.
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Definite overkill.
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Well, I didn't ask for your opinion; the only reason I post my poems online is so I don't have to write them out. It's easier.
And, speaking of overkill...."vampire"--comeon now hun. Get yourself some help.
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Sad.....
It would seem like the six hours would seem like six days when you are contemplating suicide. The wondering should I or shouldn't I. It has to go through the mind along with thoughts of the loved ones left behind and how they will cope. ANd finding the courage to swallow the pils and get the gun and go through with it knowing it will be final and once done there is no turning back. A great job describing those final hours!!!~~Toni~~
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I agree... very... i dunno. I can picture a clock's time passing as these things happen. I hope this isn't a suicide note, though. O.O
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I'm way past suicide darling.
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Interesting idea. I like it. Never seen it before.
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