Dearest Death
I write to you in hopes that you set me free.
I'd like you to know that I hate you.
For you've never come to claim me.
After so many years of abuse, i've cried out
Reaching across plains for help
Desperate pleas, yells, shouts...
I dug into my vains like a deep sea trench
Flooding the floor of which i so often wept
As i write this, scribe this upon my wrist
I hope you save me this time.
This Time...
:bang:
A contest entry
- Titles are a bit overrated (read as, I suck at thinking up titles) by Ilma.
1050 points, ended July 3, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Thoughts?
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this touched me
there were 2 times i woulda kicked the 
outa death just for thinkin he coulda made things better even though i woulda opened the door (._.) sometimes life sux but this poem doesnt its awesome! you can really feel it an the pain that leads to callin him. I love your style.
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Touched you? Sounds dirty.
Haha. jk. I'm glad you liked it. =] Thaaaank you. -
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it reminded me of me when i felt like that, plus since ima vampyre poems with blood in em..... it did tingle a lil
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BLOOD!
Yes, i've got to agree with you there. -bites-
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* crying* i i i have done the same thing.
love me hate me remember me. yes i understand how u feel i have done that manny times. just wishing my boyfriend would come and hold he in his arms and take me away and that i would be treated with respect and love i have alwasys wanted. -
Hm. I can relate. Life clings to us hopelessly. Very sad write. If I didnt know that this was your style of writing, i would be concerned...i am a bit. I hope this isnt how you actually view death in general. Good write none the less.
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selfish life
keeps you for a better day
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