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Pull the Trigger

Contributed by InfamousKilljoy on Monday, 4th December 2006 @ 07:16:01 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Pull the Trigger

My words vanquished by the mind that thought them
True feelings concealed repressed
Taste the burden of my regrets
I am not well am I depressed?

I'm falling to pieces
I've splintered apart
Can't handle the pressure
It's just too hard

Tear my soul out
Reap my breath
Quench my fears and
bring me death!
As I lay here all else dies
Release my soul up to the skies

It may be the cowards path
but the pain's embedded too deep
Am I confined to this dreaded life?
To walk the world among the damned?
Is there nothing that can
Cease the pain I've come to feel?

Slice me open
Break my heart
Feed my anguish
Before I depart
Kill me quickly hard and fast
I can't hold I just can't last

My blood stained eyes cry
Tears of sweet relief
Plagued no longer
With guilt of mind
Liberated from life's cruel clutch
Release the shackles around my heels

I won't fear when
The hand of death grabs me
And rips the life from right off my bones
Sentenced to eternal freedom
The ashes from my tarnished past
Rain upon my charcoal casket
And scorch the ground beneath I lay

It is here where satisfaction
Can silence my opposing mind
No heaven, hell, nor nirvana
Returned to nothing from whence I came




Copyright © InfamousKilljoy ... [ 2006-12-04 07:16:01]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Pull the Trigger (User Rating: 1 )
by The_Phantom on Monday, 4th December 2006 @ 07:01:28 PM AEST
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Very deep, and well thought out, I could feel the depression thoughout this poem, well done.


The Phantom


Re: Pull the Trigger (User Rating: 1 )
by secretwind on Monday, 4th December 2006 @ 10:51:06 PM AEST
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This is a
deep innervision...
well done.




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