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The thistles of comfort.
Contributed by
deathdrop
on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 12:20:38 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Sitting at some window,
Looking down at the ground.
Knowing if I jumped Id be smashed to pieces,
Long before Id be found.
Knowing I could die, from smashing open my head.
Or just a loss of blood from coughing up some red.
I could die from over does. I could fall from the sky.
I could jump off a bridge, and that way die.
I could do my wrists in, or hang my-self with a rope.
I could take an overdose, off a simple thing like dope
Those hazy thoughts have just become clear.
I dont like this! So why am I still here?
It would be enough, for me to run away,
Only thing is, Ill be brought back again.
And I cant hack, facing that pain.
When Im dumped back at home, pushed into my stain.
And I cant see then point in strong effort.
When I only have the Thistles of Comfort.
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deathdrop
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2004-07-14 12:20:38]
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Re: The thistles of comfort.
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by pixie on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 12:23:11 PM AEST
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this is how I am feeling at the moment. everything is crashing around me...... you are not alone,
great write btw
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Re: The thistles of comfort.
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by mysterious15 on
Wednesday, 14th July 2004 @ 03:10:03 PM AEST
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this poem is awesome. i often question why i'm still here and i thought of the same reasons of what i could do to commit suicide. thank you for writing this poem. it was really really good:) write more
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Re: The thistles of comfort.
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by Trisha on
Thursday, 15th July 2004 @ 03:33:00 PM AEST
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| Wow I Felt Like This Onces Everything Around Me |
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Re: The thistles of comfort.
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by wray on
Saturday, 17th July 2004 @ 10:09:23 AM AEST
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| Interesting metaphor of thistles - I see them as something protecting you against further pain (when, as you say, there's nothing in your head, the wanting to die/escape is a comfort) and yet in themselves they're not natural, and so represent the wrongness of your suicidal feelings. Hmm twisted explanation. But however you meant the image to be interpreted, it's still pretty interesting. |
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