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Array ( [sid] => 118312 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => This is the End [time] => 2006-04-14 11:45:04 [hometext] => {aaah.. an actual rhymimg poem.. one of my only ones! ^_^} [bodytext] => you know this is the end
and that you've lost the fight
when the pains so bad
that you cant sleep at night

the pain in your heart
from the mistake you made
the pain on your wrist
from the razor blade

you scream
you cry
and all you want
is to die

to be so far away
from all your pain...
it always comes back
over and over... again and again

as the tears stream down from your eyes
it blurrs your view
so that you cant see
the blood spilling out of you

your hands entangled in your hair
screaming with all your might
you've made up your mind
...tonight is the night

you pick up the blade
its already too late
no changing your mind
this is your fate

your pulse is racing
along with your mind
thats when you realize
the whole ******* world is blind

blind to the ********
blind to the lies
blind to your hatred and sadness
blind to your cries

maybe if they opened their eyes
they'd see a new point of view
... the lies they couldnt see
were the death of you

the lies from yourself
the lies from your "friends"
**** it, whatever
this is the end

you tired to tell yourself
that things would be ok
but the mistake that you made
is making you fade away

you'll never forgive yourself
your heart will never mend
so whats the point?
... this is the end [comments] => 2 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 36 [informant] => buckbee [notes] =>
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This is the End

Contributed by buckbee on Friday, 14th April 2006 @ 11:45:04 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



you know this is the end
and that you've lost the fight
when the pains so bad
that you cant sleep at night

the pain in your heart
from the mistake you made
the pain on your wrist
from the razor blade

you scream
you cry
and all you want
is to die

to be so far away
from all your pain...
it always comes back
over and over... again and again

as the tears stream down from your eyes
it blurrs your view
so that you cant see
the blood spilling out of you

your hands entangled in your hair
screaming with all your might
you've made up your mind
...tonight is the night

you pick up the blade
its already too late
no changing your mind
this is your fate

your pulse is racing
along with your mind
thats when you realize
the whole ******* world is blind

blind to the ********
blind to the lies
blind to your hatred and sadness
blind to your cries

maybe if they opened their eyes
they'd see a new point of view
... the lies they couldnt see
were the death of you

the lies from yourself
the lies from your "friends"
**** it, whatever
this is the end

you tired to tell yourself
that things would be ok
but the mistake that you made
is making you fade away

you'll never forgive yourself
your heart will never mend
so whats the point?
... this is the end




Copyright © buckbee ... [ 2006-04-14 11:45:04]
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Re: This is the End (User Rating: 1 )
by drtylilsecret on Friday, 14th April 2006 @ 06:06:22 PM AEST
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wow, just today like 5 suicide poems have been posted, this one's my favorite though, i absolutely loved it. totally...realistic, could relate, and...ya. anyway great job.

~natalya


Re: This is the End (User Rating: 1 )
by Aeris030388 on Thursday, 20th April 2006 @ 08:49:33 AM AEST
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This poem reminded me of what i keep locked away behind my smile. The scars are still on my wrists. Well done, this was very powerful...




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