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Array ( [sid] => 97525 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => my final whisper [time] => 2005-06-10 04:10:25 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Every step in life we take is another one we regret to tread
Running from the past, walking into the unknown of the yet to come
Id rather not be breathing than be living like I’m dead
Every tear I shed is another thought of hate
And Death is always only a close thought away

I would run miles and miles just to end the pain
And when I get there miss everything I ran from
Wandering around shielded by the blackness of your mistakes
Smiling on the outside while inside your heart screams out to be heard

Life is easier with eyes closed, nothing to see
No one to impress, no one to be
No one to look down on you when perfection is far
And to be able to live life happily ever after

Your world breaking down around you it falls
People around you lying to each other and themselves
Everyone you once loved has turned against you
As if your true friends had stopped being true

You think for a while but for maybe to long
About what is happening and what is going wrong?
You see crimson blood staining your sheets
While a blade is clutched in your palm
You’ve waded out further than before,
U don’t know where the current will take you
[comments] => 3 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 36 [informant] => mel_666 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
my final whisper

Contributed by mel_666 on Friday, 10th June 2005 @ 04:10:25 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Every step in life we take is another one we regret to tread
Running from the past, walking into the unknown of the yet to come
Id rather not be breathing than be living like I’m dead
Every tear I shed is another thought of hate
And Death is always only a close thought away

I would run miles and miles just to end the pain
And when I get there miss everything I ran from
Wandering around shielded by the blackness of your mistakes
Smiling on the outside while inside your heart screams out to be heard

Life is easier with eyes closed, nothing to see
No one to impress, no one to be
No one to look down on you when perfection is far
And to be able to live life happily ever after

Your world breaking down around you it falls
People around you lying to each other and themselves
Everyone you once loved has turned against you
As if your true friends had stopped being true

You think for a while but for maybe to long
About what is happening and what is going wrong?
You see crimson blood staining your sheets
While a blade is clutched in your palm
You’ve waded out further than before,
U don’t know where the current will take you




Copyright © mel_666 ... [ 2005-06-10 04:10:25]
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Re: my final whisper (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Friday, 10th June 2005 @ 06:41:18 AM AEST
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Very thought-provoking and interesting write.
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Re: my final whisper (User Rating: 1 )
by spazz911 on Friday, 10th June 2005 @ 08:31:17 AM AEST
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very intense emotions here... i think i am going to love all of ur poems... i feel wat ur feeling so no u r never alone ( i hate wen peep say that too) well keep it up
kc


Re: my final whisper (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Friday, 10th June 2005 @ 08:53:59 AM AEST
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Very good...Your struggles are evident in this write. I really like the third stanza, and this line; " I would run miles and miles just to end the pain, and when I get there miss everything I ran from..." Nice.
Scorp.




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