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The Final Step

Contributed by Innocent_Sinner on Thursday, 9th April 2009 @ 02:52:48 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I see the way you look at him
The way he looks at you
It always tears me apart
Because of how I love you
I really shouldn't care so much,
As I know you love me too
But every time he touches you
It makes me want to scream at you

Do you know how jealous I am?
Do you know how it makes me cut?
Did you see my wrist that night?
Did you see the dark pink scars?
I know it's not really your fault
That I react so badly to this feeling
But I need a way to release
The bad energy that rages inside

This jealousy, it makes no sense
To either me or you
And I know my cutting scares you
But I need to do it now

It's been so long since you've been near him
But I still hate how he looks at you
The longing is obvious in his eyes
The need for you so clear

I caught you in the act
My deepest fears confirmed...
The love I gave to you
Is not to be returned
You've given him your love now
And taken it from me
So now I feel that I
Have no more reason to live

So I stand on top of this building
Ready to jump
The fall will be exhillarating
But the landing, not so fun...
My hand is shaking as I write this final goodbye...
I confess I've always loved you
But I know it's no longer returned...

I set the note on the ground, under a rock...
Maybe you, someday, will find it...
Then I take a deep breath and step over the edge...
I take the final step...




Copyright © Innocent_Sinner ... [ 2009-04-09 14:52:48]
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Re: The Final Step (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlightKiss on Friday, 10th April 2009 @ 02:36:24 PM AEST
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i...
got the worst feeling in my stomach because i know this is about me.

i actually teared up


Re: The Final Step (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 10th April 2009 @ 07:32:38 PM AEST
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it had everything. a chilling but incredible write.

-Phil


Re: The Final Step (User Rating: 1 )
by Jlokitty on Friday, 24th April 2009 @ 04:40:14 PM AEST
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wow, great write.
that was very good, and sad :(
hang in there


Re: The Final Step (User Rating: 1 )
by picklepuss on Sunday, 20th September 2009 @ 10:43:49 PM AEST
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Suicide is no game. I have learned to hate the word. It is spiritual suicide or it is political suicide or it is ... Does it give people a thrill to use this word? When it happens to your family for real, it is not just a word, it is the worst horror. Play with fire and you get burned. Cut enough times and you will bleed out. If it is attention you seek, there is a better way. Most of my poems are about the real suicide and the loss I will endure all my days. I encourage you to read them and see the hope that only God can give.
Gracie




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