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Array ( [sid] => 79291 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My End [time] => 2005-01-10 15:06:20 [hometext] => wrote this on my trip, had a little to much time with the family. enjoy pleases comment. [bodytext] => My End

My skin sereates, I release my life
All this is possible from the quick drag of the knife
I have had enough, I am at my end
I can no longer live for I have sinned
"I am sorry everyone for what I am to do,
Forgive me I cant stop, my life is through"

I am edged on by family and friend
For the pain I will suffer, I do not defend
I have endured much that I do not greeve
So with my end, of this torment I will be releaved
My passions are destroyed, my love squandered
Why I put up with this is something that I have pondered
I have spoken many times of this but never compleated
So they will all be shocked when my life is deleated

So here I am with blade in hand
Ready to take my last stand
I do not know how it came to this
But this pain on no one I would wish
So on that note my wrist I slit
and now all will know that on my life I did quit.

' This is going to hurt."
He cuts
'too late now." [comments] => 4 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 36 [informant] => wolfman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

My End

Contributed by wolfman on Monday, 10th January 2005 @ 03:06:20 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

My End

My skin sereates, I release my life
All this is possible from the quick drag of the knife
I have had enough, I am at my end
I can no longer live for I have sinned
"I am sorry everyone for what I am to do,
Forgive me I cant stop, my life is through"

I am edged on by family and friend
For the pain I will suffer, I do not defend
I have endured much that I do not greeve
So with my end, of this torment I will be releaved
My passions are destroyed, my love squandered
Why I put up with this is something that I have pondered
I have spoken many times of this but never compleated
So they will all be shocked when my life is deleated

So here I am with blade in hand
Ready to take my last stand
I do not know how it came to this
But this pain on no one I would wish
So on that note my wrist I slit
and now all will know that on my life I did quit.

' This is going to hurt."
He cuts
'too late now."

Copyright © wolfman ... [ 2005-01-10 15:06:20]
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Re: My End (User Rating: 1 )
by Kratur on Monday, 10th January 2005 @ 03:12:59 PM AEST
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hey wolfman no less than 20 minutes ago you implored me to not give up hope on god and life when you read my "Recipe for Death." Whats up man?

good poem by the way.
reminded me of samson

Re: My End (User Rating: 1 )
by TaintedSoul on Monday, 10th January 2005 @ 03:23:53 PM AEST
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When those who are depressed are left with too much time to think, hide within themselves, etc., it lets the brain wander a bit too much into the shadows. This suits my mood currently.

peace
TS

Re: My End (User Rating: 1 )
by Wachumiri on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 04:20:16 PM AEST
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Well written, Wolf.
I do really love the way almost all of your poems end with you narrating the last few lines. Very interesting trademark.
Indeed, I thought this one was good.
Come on, you thought your parents where bad, I thought you just saw that one movie...
Take care
David

Re: My End (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Friday, 4th February 2005 @ 07:56:43 PM AEST
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That was a good ending, Wolf my man. And a good poem at that. A depressing subject, but you always handle it well. Your pen has an affinity with the pain, yet there's wisdom in there that brings in a different perspective from those of the lost.

Take care now.
Andrew

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