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Array ( [sid] => 58630 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => No More Worth Living [time] => 2004-08-02 23:16:32 [hometext] => No idea where this came from... not really in a dark mood but wrote it anyway [bodytext] => Searing pain stings my soul
My life is an empty hole

Darkness consumes my being
Running in the dark I try fleeing

I look around but I am all alone
Should I cut down to the bone

No light to show me the way
The forfeit of my life I must pay

The knife cuts me deep
Not a tear do I weep

A river of black blood does flow
One final breathe I do blow

My soul escapes my lifeless being
Down into a pit of nothing it is spiraling

Death has come and done its bidding
My life was no more worth living
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No More Worth Living

Contributed by requiemforadream on Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 11:16:32 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Searing pain stings my soul
My life is an empty hole

Darkness consumes my being
Running in the dark I try fleeing

I look around but I am all alone
Should I cut down to the bone

No light to show me the way
The forfeit of my life I must pay

The knife cuts me deep
Not a tear do I weep

A river of black blood does flow
One final breathe I do blow

My soul escapes my lifeless being
Down into a pit of nothing it is spiraling

Death has come and done its bidding
My life was no more worth living

Copyright © requiemforadream ... [ 2004-08-02 23:16:32]
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Re: No More Worth Living (User Rating: 1 )
by kyletycz on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 01:45:14 AM AEST
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not that im a psyco or anything, but i like a good dark hearted story, no thanks to you edgar allen poe, dang you, dang you and your awsome darkness, but..... back at the ranch, i liked the poem, and i like to write dark stuff even when im in a good mood also, isnt that wierd??

Re: No More Worth Living (User Rating: 1 )
by jenny21614 on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 02:32:07 PM AEST
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I loved this poem. I've never ever contemplated suicide, or thought that life isn't worth living, in fact if you ever met me, you'd think I was the happiest person ever, which I am. Weird thing is, all my poetry is dark, I can't explain it, it just comes out of me. Great thing about poetry is that it doesn't have to make sense, it just triggers the right emotions. Good job!
-jen.

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