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My Holiday

Contributed by Nezenic on Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 02:29:57 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Let me have my way
Give me my holiday
Just shoot me
Let my body burn and rot before you
And maybe...
You'll notice my feelings and me
And maybe...
You'll remember me
And think about it, occasionally
I HATE you
I love you
You messed my life up
Fix this, stop the pain
Kill me, and I'll never feel again
Burn me, stab me, cut me, shoot me
Take my life, I don't need it
Please, I beg of you
Do what will make me happy
Do what will give me my peace
Give me my holiday
Words can't explain how much I want to die anymore
Or how you have left my heart aching soreness
Or how my mind is occupied with sorrow
Or how these scars on my arm crave to bleed again
Or how I wish to carve your name in my wrist
Or how I fall asleep wishing I'll never wake up
Or how I wake up wishing I would have slit my wrist the night before
Or how I want YOU to kill me




Copyright © Nezenic ... [ 2004-12-07 14:29:57]
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Re: My Holiday (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 02:38:20 PM AEST
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deep, tragic, hope you find another way as suicide is never tha answer, it will cause hurt for the poeple you leave behind, *hugs* may you have a brighter tomorrow

pixie xx


Re: My Holiday (User Rating: 1 )
by LEMMEN on Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 02:49:08 PM AEST
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Scars many many scars This wish of death is one I hope dose not come true. Death is not the answer to solove the problems in life. Your write is good lot's of emotion and pain written within. I would like to see more you have a speical gift that allowes you to share your pain and anger. Nice write.

~DENNIS~


Re: My Holiday (User Rating: 1 )
by evilcherry312 on Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 04:19:57 PM AEST
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your sorrow and pain come through so clear in this poem...it's heartwrenching, but i don't know if it's because i identify.




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