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Array ( [sid] => 58861 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Dark and Cold [time] => 2004-08-04 10:57:22 [hometext] => I guess I made this just because I wanted to make a suicide poem. I dont wanna do that do. That just sounds creepy killing yourself and all. [bodytext] => It was dark and cold outside. I just wanted to runaway and hide. I didn’t no yet that I wanted to die. Black clouds swirled ahead. As a nasty storm came. And pouring down came the rain. I was alone. All by myself. A knife nearby. Time sure goes slow when you think about it. There were pills in the cabinet. A gun down in the basement. A rope in the closet. All of this I knew. The next morning, the storm still raged. I was lying down in bed just think. When will death come to me? Will it be here soon? Will I have to make it come myself? I guess so because here I go. I'm going to take my own life away. And this I'll say nobody better get in my way, or I’ll make sure that you die too. I head for the knife on the table nearby and I slash it into my heart. But I wake up the next day in a hospital bed. D*** I'm still alive. When I get home I head straight for the rope and I wrap in around my neck. Man I'm scared but I just down care. I jump from where I am, but the rope loosen ups and breaks. I'v got a bad case of the shakes, but now I must go. I then head for the pills and I get drugged up. But still I wake up. I go for the knife again and I cute my wrist. It hurts so bad. But U get so scared I heal myself. Now I only have one more choice and I head downstairs for the gun. It was quick. I heard a blast and I felt a bullet go threw my head. I feel to the ground. Bleeding real bad. And then... I just faded away. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Dark_Cloud_ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
Dark and Cold

Contributed by Dark_Cloud_ on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 10:57:22 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



It was dark and cold outside. I just wanted to runaway and hide. I didn’t no yet that I wanted to die. Black clouds swirled ahead. As a nasty storm came. And pouring down came the rain. I was alone. All by myself. A knife nearby. Time sure goes slow when you think about it. There were pills in the cabinet. A gun down in the basement. A rope in the closet. All of this I knew. The next morning, the storm still raged. I was lying down in bed just think. When will death come to me? Will it be here soon? Will I have to make it come myself? I guess so because here I go. I'm going to take my own life away. And this I'll say nobody better get in my way, or I’ll make sure that you die too. I head for the knife on the table nearby and I slash it into my heart. But I wake up the next day in a hospital bed. D*** I'm still alive. When I get home I head straight for the rope and I wrap in around my neck. Man I'm scared but I just down care. I jump from where I am, but the rope loosen ups and breaks. I'v got a bad case of the shakes, but now I must go. I then head for the pills and I get drugged up. But still I wake up. I go for the knife again and I cute my wrist. It hurts so bad. But U get so scared I heal myself. Now I only have one more choice and I head downstairs for the gun. It was quick. I heard a blast and I felt a bullet go threw my head. I feel to the ground. Bleeding real bad. And then... I just faded away.




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Re: Dark and Cold (User Rating: 1 )
by badboyzlover on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 12:41:15 PM AEST
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Damn why would you want to write something like that if you really dont wanna do it?


Re: Dark and Cold (User Rating: 1 )
by anonymussme on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 12:53:23 PM AEST
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ok i really try not to be mean when commenting but please dont write on suicide if you've never felt that way. most of your poem doesnt show the right emotions and then the few that are shown right are just a trigger to those who have tried or want to.


Re: Dark and Cold (User Rating: 1 )
by punkprincess6689 on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 02:16:54 PM AEST
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that was a good poem. keep writing


Re: Dark and Cold (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 02:58:44 PM AEST
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It's quite disturbing stuff. i think the rhming and lay out could have been a little better, apart from that it was an ok poem to read..




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