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Jasal - Suicide
Contributed by
Kairo
on
Wednesday, 14th March 2007 @ 11:23:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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I lived the majority of my life in social oppresion
Aimed by and at myself, I fell into depression
KNOWING God was watching...I picked up His free life
Laid it on the floor of 332 and sharpened a knife
Picked up a picture and wrote "The World Will Never Know"
Then stared at it for second and added "of Jasal eui Kairo"
I was ticked to see my surface scars - it was almost unfair
(But I was thankful that God was always there)
From the moment the blade warmed up to sing
To the second its sly glare blended my class ring
As I my feeble mind began to bind itself in chains
When memories started overflowing with slurs and names
That used to hurt so badly when I was a kid
From society I would whimper as I ran and hid
"Hyakusensai Student Found in 332 Dead"
The voices the home-front ran through my head...
*SLASH!* "Oh, why couldn't he just turn around and notice me?"
So saith the conscience of my bride-to-be...
*SLASH!* "I wish I would've been there, I wish I could've known"
Argh, my daddy's voice ringing, again...chikshou! My "H" and "N" are gone...
Like a frustrated pervert, my right hand got tired
With the belief that all of my sensory nerves were re-wired
Because I felt no pain, but that of my past
Of how I lived being called out my name and being put on blast
"It won't be long, now...," I whipered against my closet door
As I sat in 332 as a disguested, bloody stain on the floor
There I was with a knife in my hand
And slash marks on my arms and my "HAKKAN" armband
Like a foolish child I sat and I cried
Not realizing what I had just done and the stupid stunt I just tried
Tears mixed with blood, falling slowly to the ground
Covered in red on the edge of my bed, the words of my friends resound:
"To those who don't care, to those who can't see,
[Forget] them haters! Always thrive and be free
Excuse my language but, boy, you needz to understand
Men of your calibur are in high demand
Why lower youself all because they don't believe?
Stop tryna be all kiss-ass and MAYBE they'll receive
Cuz you don't know how many peepz'll be hurt
To watch your dead body get packed down with dirt"
My friend standing above me prayed as hard as he could
I was too weak to say "I'm sorry," but he knew I would
In tears, I looked at the bloody, blue day
Wondering why I let God down by choosing this way
If you coulda seen that pool of blood and me
You would've never believed that that was MY life to be...
...to be continued...
Copyright ©
Kairo
... [
2007-03-14 23:23:19]
(Date/Time posted on
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