its waiting in my room,
when i lay down.
it stares at me,
from afar....
in the bottom drawer,
hidden beneath.
lies a dog,
with sharp teeth...
i dream of it,
i watch it awhile.
it comforts me,
and for a moment i smile.
i get up,
hold it tight.
and sing my little,
lullaby.
it goes back were it hides,
waiting,
growing...
its almost ready to help me....
help me commit.... to suicide....
~GONEandFORGOTTEN
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I liked the fact that I could almost feel suicide as a person...it gives me chills,very good
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I LOVE IT!!!
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....ty...its nice to hear from people who dont think im a monster....
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How can people think you are a monster? I don't get it
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ppl think i am a monster because i did/do cut and because i hurt myself they think i am a horrible person.....
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I swallow pills like it was candy, I can't judge you
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maybe u cant but others can.....i cant show my shoulder in public because then they would see how bad it really is.....
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technilcly none one has the right to judge anybody, because we are all humans, what other people say it should not bother you. many of them have no right to say anything to you, they just like to pretend like they can
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good point....but its not just others who think i am a monster....i think i am a monster................
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You shouldn't think like that, because you are not. You are prefectly normal.
Btw loved the poem ! Yor are an amazing writer !
xx
Peace.
Luv and Hugs.
Hope and Healing.
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