Time has come
Suicide is high in the air
All the cheer and death
Makes you wonder what will go down today
Will I live to tomorrow?
Will I last?
All alone
Cut off from those I love
Not get getting thrown a bone
They just throw enough to make me cry
Lies and fake love
Drowning in this endless sea
Do not lie to me
I do not need you today
I will not die today
I will find another way
To get the world I want
Time has come
Suicide is high in the air
Hear the bells of joyous holiday sound
Hear the thud of bodies hitting the ground
Now I know why someone would die instead of stay
But I refuse to be one
I want to be different
I will live today
No matter what you say
All the love you say
Not real today
Too bad I already know the truth
Please tell me what you think
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Wow that is one strongly emotional poem, I know what it is like personally to be lead on by someone and told how much they love you and find out from some one else that knows them it is just a game they play and lies they spew causing you depression and pain to the point of wanting to die. You have my deepest sympathy and prayers that your pain never happens again and the ones causing it suffer 20 times more then they made you suffer.
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you got a bit of the poem, but this was also about how much pain you feel sperated from your loved ones during the holidays. november to january is the highest suicide rate.
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