Array ( [sid] => 36941 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Torture Thoughts [time] => 2004-03-01 16:34:39 [hometext] => Just finished writing this. Don't like it too much, but thought I'd post it anyways, lol. [bodytext] => Every where I go, all I think is death.
Everything I see, all I think is depression.

I stare over the balcony,
I think of jumping off.

I find a piece of glass,
I try to slit my wrist.

I stare into a fire,
I think of the smell of my buring flesh.

Why must I be forced to continue,
when others are sickly, & look forward to living?
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Torture Thoughts
Date: Monday, 1st March 2004 @ 04:34:39 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: WorthlesSanity666
Every where I go, all I think is death.
Everything I see, all I think is depression.

I stare over the balcony,
I think of jumping off.

I find a piece of glass,
I try to slit my wrist.

I stare into a fire,
I think of the smell of my buring flesh.

Why must I be forced to continue,
when others are sickly, & look forward to living?


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