Watch me from these sacred wrists,
Look at the ease of my blood flowing so softly,
Wishing for a disease to set my soul to ease,
Causing nothing but destruction to this world,
Being cursed with loneliness and never feeling,
The effects of love on this soul,
Won’t you pray for me, won’t god give me a chance,
I pray to sleep with you every night,
Pray for the Lord to take me into the arms of my beholder,
Wish to sleep forever in this casket,
Don’t want to see anyone nor wish for them to see me,
These bones were born to loose,
Still I believe that no one is worse than me,
Theses thoughts keep on circling my head,
Suicidal Thoughts…
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Written March 14th, 2004
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wow. this is indeed an awesome write. i'm intrigued how personal this piece is and yet you chose SPIRITUAL as the Category.
the feelings that overcome us are not of this world. it goes far beyond what our eyes can see and our souls can feel. there's a beauty in death. but that beauty is stolen when it is by thy own hand that it's reached.
you've expressed yourself fully well. i admire it.
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i feel the same way alot of the time i feel like the world would be so much better if i was just gone i have suicidal thoughts all the time but this is a test that we have been givin and we cant give up cuz u only have a chance at life once and if u mess it up ur done im lucky that i did get a second chance at life cuz i almost lost it and im thankful i still think suicidal but i dont let it win cuz u never know if u will get that second chance or not cuz not everybody does i hope u stay strong nice poem good luck to you
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