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Lost
Contributed by
flat_line
on
Thursday, 13th May 2004 @ 09:27:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Lost
i am nothing inside
cant you see
just wait until night
and invision the true me
the girl who cries
day in and day out
where her daily life
is filled with only doubt
she doubts she will live
to see another day
she doubts she is loved
so kill herself she may
whats the point of living
when your only living for pain
whats the point in crying
from what of it do you gain
why is it so hard
to tell your friends where you are
why cant they be there
cant they see the visible scars
you wish you could tell them
how many months you have left
a sentence a doctor gave you
to put you to your death
now left with this horrible thought
of never seeing the earth once more
someone tell me what to do
falling into deaths trap, it knows how to lure
i regret taking my life for granted
how it is so easily taken away
there is a striking pain in my heart
afraid of the dreaded dying day
it is getting harder to breathe now
im sorry if this isnt clear
im sorry i kept everything inside
the sound of angels i can hear
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2004-05-13 21:27:53]
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Re: Lost
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by waos on
Thursday, 13th May 2004 @ 09:39:51 PM AEST
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my fav lines:
whats the point of living
when your only living for pain
i so relate to that. good job writing this. its so true. |
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Re: Lost
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by bernard on
Friday, 14th May 2004 @ 06:12:16 AM AEST
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Being the born optimist I do not usually read suicide poetry as I find it depressing. We all have a burden to carry. You have my deepest sympathy if you are terminally ill. I am sure there is someone close to you that you can discuss this aspect with, Open your heart and let a caring person in on your problems it will help you no end to talk your problems over. Try to smile in spite of all that is happening.
bernard. |
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