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The Note

want to make it good

want to make it count

last time for all,

last time out

last chance for love

last chance for hope

wan to get it right

want to make it count

I'm so tired of the hurt

I'm so tired of the pain

so tired of the sorrow

tears that fall like rain

I have to get it out

I gotta make this count

all I wanted was to love

all I wanted was to give

I didn't ask for this

I have no more will to live

what was it all about

why did it fall apart

if one can not be alive

then all I can only....

God It hurts to keep it in

it hurts to let it go

my sweetest little sin

I needed her so close

I loved oh so dear

I only need love

now a coward wants to fly

I can not get it out

I can not get it right

I can last another day

nor a single lonely night

how to make her see

make her understand

If I can get it down on paper

if I can share this thought

will she finally see my pain

will she finally let me in

but now it's far to late

the razor plunges in





Author notes

Ok one suicide in the whole slaughter house, but the sentiment goes for that as well:

The Player: It never varies. We aim for the point where everyone who is marked for death, dies.
Rosencrantz: Marked?
The Player: Generally speaking, things have gone about as far as they can possibly go when things have gone about as bad as they can reasonably get.
Rosencrantz: Who decides?
The Player: Decides? It is written. We are tragedians, you see. We follow directions. There is no choice involved. The bad end unhappily, the good unluckily--that is what tragedy means.

They say we have all thought about it,but how close to putting the barrel in your mouth have you really gone?
For love? Is it despair? revenge? "She(he) broke my heart I'll show her"
I dunno. Lost love hurts. Hurts painfully deep, seems more deep then a knife wound (from experience, I'd rather have the knife wound)

Of course Clive Barker in his Hellbound Heart makes a perfect observation: "But even that solution was denied him by his newfound nihilism. If nothing was worth living for it followed, didn't it, that there was nothing worth dying for either"

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  • Jocelyn.Jaded
    July 23

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    <3 I really like this. I can relate to and I've been. Not really a lost love or anything but lost hope. I think the emotiom was very good and this was well penned. I enjoyed the author note as well, I've never heard that before. But anyway, great write. (: