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Endless Thoughts
Contributed by
horseluver
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Friday, 15th July 2005 @ 10:28:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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My mind is invaded by endless thoughts Of how to take my life My every muscle trembles As I reach out for that knife I have never been so scared Never this afraid Tears flood into my eyes As my wrist is pressed into the blade The blood runs between my fingers And drips onto the floor I promise myself that soon My pain will be no more The thoughts inside my head Still running, they wont stop I begin to weaken And my tears turn into sobs Soaking up the carpet And streaking down my shirt My blood escapes me faster now I pray to Him to end the hurt I gently close my eyes And pray for death to creep I collapse onto the bed And wait to sleep my final asleep
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Re: Endless Thoughts
(User Rating: 1 ) by MorningDove on
Friday, 15th July 2005 @ 10:44:29 PM AEST (User
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Yes, severe depression is a life of hell. I went through it about a year ago and all I wanted was to die and leave the pain behind. With medical help I overcame it and have been doing well. My life is much happier again and I hope anyone suffering like that will seek help. This is a well written description of what it can lead too.
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Re: Endless Thoughts
(User Rating: 1 ) by needs_change on
Wednesday, 27th July 2005 @ 11:42:40 PM AEST (User
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wow! very powerful write. |
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Re: Endless Thoughts
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 1st August 2005 @ 06:41:55 PM AEST (User
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I am glad you overcame what ever made you write this. It is tough sometimes to tell yourself that you can go on. Harder even more sometimes to want to. You did well to catch the helplessness felt by some when they reach this point.
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