WE'RE TRAPPED IN PAIN,
THE DEVIL'S GAME,
WE'VE LOST BEFORE WE'VE BEGUN,
WITH NO WAY OUT,
AND NOWHERE TO RUN,
SCREAMING,
BLEEDING.
We've lost before we've begun?
Yes, And there's nowhere to run...
I can't look up,
For each time I do,
Another rainstorm,
Passes through.
I resist the thoughts,
The dumb wishes for pain,
I cry inside,
I fear the next day.
For so many people,
Trapped is how they feel,
We can't let that show,
So our smiles aren't real.
Feeling so empty,
It's the shadows inside,
The ones that took hope,
And fled with our pride.
Leaving us silent,
To think of each day,
Leaving us with nothing,
For our lives we will pray.
We look for someone,
To take the gun away,
We look in the mirror,
And know alone we will stay.
Black mascara lines,
Bleed down our cheeks,
Tears are no more,
Our cries turn to shrieks.
Falling to our knees,
Pleading for the sun,
With our last ounce of strength,
We throw away the gun.
Crashing the mirror,
That reminds you of you,
Destroying the blade,
Of relief so untrue.
That one ounce of strength,
Just isn't enough,
We reach for the bottle,
When things get too tough.
Clearing our mind,
With each burning shot,
Finally frees ourselves of,
Suicidal thoughts.
But what happens when,
The last drop is sipped,
It's back the the nothingness,
The darkness gets unzipped.
It seems as though nothing,
Is a match for our pain,
We fight and we bleed,
But sadness pertains.
Day after day,
Were left in the wrath,
Findings ways to cope,
With expanding aftermath.
Each time it gets worse,
Each time it still hurts,
We can't fight again,
Forget us, Amen.
We've lost before we've begun...
It's suicide for the teenage soul.
Author notes
The Haunting All Too Common Truth -
[how do we break free?]
Our Words Are All We Have Left.
A contest entry
- Darkness.....whatever...as dark as you can make it PW allowed by XXxXBassMeisterxXxX.
366 points, ended July 2, 2008, 15 entries
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thank you all for the great coments!!!
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That was great. I can relate to that. Good job on winning. You deserved it.
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thank you very much!!! i never knew writing down my worst times ever could actually get me something good! loooool
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wow, thats really great. My friends both liked the poem. All three of us agree it is very well written and describes how lots of teenagers feel.
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Well written
This is a very well written piece reflecting much emotion about the greatest issue facing the youth of today
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I loved the story it told. I can actual picture the drama. It was beautiful. I loved it. It speakse so true about how we use suicide as an escape of the highest variety. I think you might like my poem titled [why does this world consist of fat people when everyone likes skinny people.
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Like a vertical totem ...
erected to reach the heavens, this poem placed itself as an exclamation mark, crying the inner struggle of millions all over the world ...
The war going on in the spiritual realm is very real, and you have expressed it so well. The power given to all souls, instilled into the very soul, is often not claimed and proclaimed. And, with your poem, you declared: enough is enough. And: in own strength we cannot even make the choice -- even the CHOICE to change, is a divine gift ...
What a touching poem ...! I am in awe. I pray for healing for our youth ...
Love
Myra
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