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Array ( [sid] => 31058 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The End of It All [time] => 2004-01-08 10:58:21 [hometext] => *written on January 7. No one can really understand this poem but myself* [bodytext] => This is the end,
This is it.
The end to it all,
Wait just a bit.

Too many lies,
Have been told.
Too many tears,
Have been shed.
Too much anger,
Everywhere around me.
So much hate,
So much pain.
Not enough love,
That's all I want.

Always screaming,
Someone help me.

Just you wait.

I feel the urge.
I run,
I grab the gun.
I stand with a smile on my face,
And tears,
Running down my cheek.

I turn to my son.
I tell him,
That I'm sorry he has to see this...
I'm sorry I have to leave him.

But he won't care.
He won't scream,
He won't cry.

Why?
He isn't real.
No heartbeat.

So I turn back,
Face forward.
Look into the mirror.
I crank the music,
So no one can hear the BLAST!
Blast of my skull.

I tell her goodbye,
And that I hate her.
She tells me to ***** off.
So I spit at the mirror...
Cough.
Close my eyes.
Pull the trigger.

Just like that,
I told you so.

My family...
They think to music is too loud.
So they come up,
Up the stairs,
To my door.
The door opens.
Some look away,
Some cover their mouths in surprise,
Some scream.

What they see.
I'm laying in a puddle of blood,
A bullet though my head,
A gun near my hand.
I'm wearing,
What was once,
My WHITE medieval dress.
I'm the only one with a red one now.

News hits school,
Hits family,
Hits friends.
Everybody cries.
People do care,
The girl finally realized. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 36 [informant] => all_for_loving_you [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
The End of It All

Contributed by all_for_loving_you on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 10:58:21 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



This is the end,
This is it.
The end to it all,
Wait just a bit.

Too many lies,
Have been told.
Too many tears,
Have been shed.
Too much anger,
Everywhere around me.
So much hate,
So much pain.
Not enough love,
That's all I want.

Always screaming,
Someone help me.

Just you wait.

I feel the urge.
I run,
I grab the gun.
I stand with a smile on my face,
And tears,
Running down my cheek.

I turn to my son.
I tell him,
That I'm sorry he has to see this...
I'm sorry I have to leave him.

But he won't care.
He won't scream,
He won't cry.

Why?
He isn't real.
No heartbeat.

So I turn back,
Face forward.
Look into the mirror.
I crank the music,
So no one can hear the BLAST!
Blast of my skull.

I tell her goodbye,
And that I hate her.
She tells me to ***** off.
So I spit at the mirror...
Cough.
Close my eyes.
Pull the trigger.

Just like that,
I told you so.

My family...
They think to music is too loud.
So they come up,
Up the stairs,
To my door.
The door opens.
Some look away,
Some cover their mouths in surprise,
Some scream.

What they see.
I'm laying in a puddle of blood,
A bullet though my head,
A gun near my hand.
I'm wearing,
What was once,
My WHITE medieval dress.
I'm the only one with a red one now.

News hits school,
Hits family,
Hits friends.
Everybody cries.
People do care,
The girl finally realized.




Copyright © all_for_loving_you ... [ 2004-01-08 10:58:21]
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Re: The End of It All (User Rating: 1 )
by TundraHydra on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 11:27:29 AM AEST
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I love it and understand it clearly. I wish that I could end it all like that but unfortunatly I lack the gun. Keep up the great writes.


Re: The End of It All (User Rating: 1 )
by MissTea on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 11:45:31 AM AEST
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Brilliant poem! it keeps you in suspense until the last line. "the girl finally realized". amen sister you have been recognised for your poetry, so u don't have to worry any longer!

MissTea


Re: The End of It All (User Rating: 1 )
by all_for_loving_you on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 12:02:06 PM AEST
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haha, Thanks much.


Re: The End of It All (User Rating: 1 )
by alecfernadez on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 12:43:29 PM AEST
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wow, this is so incredible. AND it happens all over the world everyday. You made the point, that people dont care, until that person is gone, and I think in your poem, you show that brilliantly.

(so what if I cant critize anything!)




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