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Life of the suicidal
Contributed by
tearstained_soul
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Sunday, 28th January 2007 @ 12:41:54 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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LIFE OF THE SUICIDAL January 20, 2006
crying tears of agony
as my life is drained from me
my teardrops fall but go unnoticed
my funeral plays but is unfocused
time flies by - i do not care
dead inside - why am I here?
At the walls, the floor I stare
so i dont have to look in your eyes and see disappointment there
tears are gone the last one fell
the day i was unleashed up in this hell
the drugs, they help for but an hour
my memory is fogged but not forever
nightmares come everytime i sleep
and i long to scream aloud and weep.
councilers won't and cannot help
my secrets are MINE i will not tell!
i remember most the day i fell down
and didnt have the strength to pick myself back up off the ground
the day i cried my last tears of agony
was the day my life drained away from me
my teardrops fell but went unnoticed
my funeral played, still not in focus
life flies by i do not care
it's almost as if i am not there
but in my mind it's all okay
in la-la land life's what I make
People think that i've gone crazy
but my world's much better than reality
All i need is a room and a corner
all sit there dormant as i shudder
but in the end it'll be okay
death will come for me one day
and when I meet him i'll smile and shake his hand
as he guides me to a better land
I won't shed a tear, i wont reminese
i wont scream out all the people i'll miss
I will run away happily and i will not look back
i wont wish i could take back everything i regret
I'll just follow behind and wont say a word
waiting for him to reveal the other side of this world.
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Re: Life of the suicidal
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by yangdantien on
Sunday, 28th January 2007 @ 02:14:22 AM AEST
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Looking up from the well this piece dips into, one can still sees the sky and they can depart thusly at any time. So a hand upon the winch, turns and cranks until level one stands with refreshment. Another day in bravery to grow as the cycles rise and set naturally. As deep and as bad as it gets ones life is filled with so many parts unknown and unseen as to urge moving forward rather than summing it up so falsely in a moment led astray the lion with its tail between its legs.
Please keep writing, posting, work it out at the 'Y"
Peace
Yangdantien
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Re: Life of the suicidal
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by drtylilsecret on
Sunday, 28th January 2007 @ 09:37:45 PM AEST
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| ouch, dark, but very well written. |
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Re: Life of the suicidal
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by Chamaron on
Sunday, 28th January 2007 @ 11:08:41 PM AEST
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In between the lines, there seems to be rows of regret and thinking that whatever has gone wrong in your life, it can't be undone. The beauty in things is that we can start over, if only we let ourselves. We don't have to tuck it all away, nor dwell on what cannot be changed.
Though it may hurt to wake up every morning to certain realities of life, that you are who you are, you've done what you've done, and you've gone through what you've gone through, life is what you make of it. If you see it as useless and wish it would end, that's all it will ever be. If you want to rebuild a new life on top of the ashes of a seemingly ruined one, then you become a strong person that has risen above grave situations of desperation.
Thanks for, within your words, reminding me of why I'm still fighting against the forces that make me feel similar to what you've expressed. Keep on writing, and hopefully, soon the sun will come out to shine. |
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