Array ( [sid] => 13573 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Mad with choices [time] => 2003-03-01 16:00:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Sickened by thoughts
of what I've become.
Drowning in shots
of tequilla and rum.
Now the worm rots
in SuicidalSon.

Madned by voices
trapped in my head.
Leaving no choices
except to be dead.

Silenced in anger
unable to talk.
Signs of danger
no will to walk.
For my remainder
no time to sulk.

Diseased by life
its to consuming.
I grab a knife
the end I'm assuming.
No more life
no more abusing.

This is the end
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Mad with choices
Date: Saturday, 1st March 2003 @ 04:00:00 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: SuicidalSon
Sickened by thoughts
of what I've become.
Drowning in shots
of tequilla and rum.
Now the worm rots
in SuicidalSon.

Madned by voices
trapped in my head.
Leaving no choices
except to be dead.

Silenced in anger
unable to talk.
Signs of danger
no will to walk.
For my remainder
no time to sulk.

Diseased by life
its to consuming.
I grab a knife
the end I'm assuming.
No more life
no more abusing.

This is the end
wich way am I choosing?

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