Im am sick and tired of speaking words no one understands
Pulling out razors blood dripping from my hands
it feels good to know that I am still alive
but now the only thing im going towards , is death at that I strive
Could you see beneath my cold dead eyes?
The pain inside , the hurt from all your abuse, your lies
Now im going towards pure and absolute “freedom”
Yes that is what I’ve heard
I can’t wait any longer, I will never be “cured”
So I’m pulling out the razor I touch it to my skin
I know what the bible says, suicides a sin
But I couldn’t give a damn, I’m tired of this shit
The one who bleeds to know, shes alive and that is it
I cut a nice deep line, bleeding everywhere
I tried to get some help, but everyone couldn’t care
I’ll sit in this corner, breathing my last breath, watch as I die
I have one more thing to say
And that is my goodbye
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Written August 12th, 2004
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I hope these weren't the last lines you intended to leave upon the world. There are people who care for you, I'm sure. Suicide is not the answer, and please stop cutting. These poems send chills up my spine.
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That was super good! but hey, what is this about suicide! no bad! *squirt squirt!* lol k sorry. this was an AWESOME piece! really like the imagery used. remember, i'm here if you need to talk...
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wow...thats a really really awsome poem..really deep i like it..its something i can relate to..good job..keep up the good work..
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