This life has become death,
Each day another pain filled experience,
Tears becoming consistent with each breath,
Looking for any reason to stay.
Take the blade once more to my wrist,
Watch the blood drip into my hand,
Let out a sob as I unclench my fist,
Give me courage to end this hell.
Author notes
I was watching the video to this amazing song for what seems to be the hundreth time. And I felt a need to write this, to spread awareness. Check out "The Way She Feels" by Between the Trees.
Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZvLP628Jhgo
More behind the story: http://www.twloha.com/
This poem shows what the person feels before the help. Therefore it's almost a feeling of hopelessness. But, there is hope.. you can recover. Never be scared to ask for help.
What do you think?
Comments
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Some of us have been in this place of utter desolation and devastation looking for our own meaning. I feel a great impact with this poem linked to the video! You can go far with this Tor.


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Woahhhhhhh this is deep. Made me sad but very good.
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Thank you, dear. It is quite sad, but so is the song. (:
-- Tor
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