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Untitled
Contributed by
kakurenbo
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Sunday, 6th June 2010 @ 07:10:06 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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He sits alone again
Hiding in his own world
From those who abandoned him
From those who hurt him so
He breaks away from the real world
Every day
Chipping himself a little more off the face of this earth
He hides here every day
With his little hammer and chisel
Hurting himself by that exact thing
As he thinks of all the people that forced him into this cage
That put him in this pain
That forced the solitude he hides in
He finds an endless list
He finds that one person
Two people..
There arent just a few that hurt him
It is the world that thrust him into this loneliness...
That forced him into this hidden life of pain and sorrow
Society itself..
As he hides in the darkness
Self mutilation as a solution to his loneliness
Temporary as it is
He needs it
As with the only permanent solution causes a chill of fear through his soul..
The last and final solution
To end all his suffering
To stop all the pain
Death...
Suicide...
Self caused demise...
As he sits in his world
His cold and lonely world
He thinks of his pain
And comes to his decision
Waits till night and thanks his world
Takes his knife
And ends his life
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kakurenbo
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2010-06-06 19:10:06]
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Re: Untitled
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by emystar on
Sunday, 6th June 2010 @ 08:48:46 PM AEST
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Well I pray this just good writing and certainly not a suicide note for real.
Hang in there. I'll pray for you.
blessings,
emy |
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Re: Untitled
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by Mars on
Sunday, 6th June 2010 @ 11:27:42 PM AEST
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It's darker than it is sad in my opinion.
Never mind. It's sad.
I can't help but see myself how I used to be here. Eventually the pain became so great that I just let go. I took no positions, as little judgment as possible...
Enough about me. If this challenge is facing you, remember that time is a great healer. Things change. Be willing to let them. =) |
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