Once again, I tried to kill the pain.
Attempt 56, my desire to return is to blame.
This time there’s no razors or pills.
It’s simply my last attempt to cross the hill.
I lay here begging for your embrace.
It’s been so long since I’ve seen your face.
Do you remember me? You soothed my soul.
Only in your presence I am whole.
Some call it murder. Some call it a sin.
If I do it myself I will have to relive it again.
The last time I tried you appeared like a wisp.
You cleansed the stains and then sowed up my wrists.
You were so beautiful and beaming love and light.
Then I saw in you the time wasn’t right.
So quickly you went back into the light
And I stood screaming “I want to die!”
I thought I had learned all I needed to know.
I’ve come to terms with I can’t go.
The lesson I haven’t learned is still in reach.
Where is the one who is willing to teach?
A contest entry
- keep in touch ... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended February 25, 10 entries
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i luv this it is amazing
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Ah..verty touching story you stated here ..and this is really very true one..and many people can relate with the thought you shared ..well done..
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This raised a few questions in my mind like "Is suicide a bad thing in God's eyes?" Well, since I'm not sure about God anyway, it's even harder to me to determine the answer to that question.
I've read a few pieces about suicide on this site before but yours is quite unusual. -
I really think this poem reached out to me, and i can feel the pain you have once had.
thanks for sharing, im sure it has opened up to alot of peoples feelings and emotions
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