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Ready To Die
Contributed by
Amanda_Interrupted
on
Wednesday, 15th December 2004 @ 12:49:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Staring into the sky, wishing it would rain
To wash away the tears that fall from pain
I look at my body and get sick from hate
Then I begin to wish for the end, an early fate
Im haunted by the ninth grade Nazis that always joked
But it was the rage in me they always provoked
Id rather be hurt by sticks and stones
Rather than words that carve into my bones
Id whisper Mirror, mirror on the wall..
Why cant I be thin and tall?
Then Id shatter the mirror to cut myself here and there
And if I emptied a vein, I wouldnt care
Sanity is staring at the scars Ive made
Evidence of nights I praised my razorblade
I was trying to ease my affliction
Instead my bodys become a bloody depiction
Im cursed with this razors oppression
And feed its flame with this depression
Im both feared and taunted
And by these memories Im haunted
I remember the nights my blood splattered the bathroom walls
And my screams of anguish echoed through the halls
But now, I have no more places to run
And with each breath, Im coming undone
I simply cant do this anymore
And I cant figure out what this lifes for
So Ive chosen to go gentle into that good night
I wont scream and I wont fight
Ill be the best victim there could ever be
And just another statistic will become of me
I wont kneel, and I wont pray
And I wont beg to live another day
Ill quietly take my final breath
And secretly escape into my death
Ill not sob and I wont shed a tear
Because tonight I know the end is finally here
With each pill, I become deaths best friend
Because hes going to bring all this misery to an end
And I will become Lucifers favorite victim
For I so easily let him win
This is the only way to right everything wrong
This is the only way to forever be numb
Ill leave a letter for everyone to read
Then maybe theyll understand my selfish deed
Oh, how I wish I could sleep all day long
And I wish I could sing a happy song
I wish that I could just be brave
But instead Im running and digging my grave
Amazing grace is gone, Ive already fell
Tonight Im on my way to a burning hell
Im finally letting my demons win
And giving in to my self indulgent sin
I left my sanity at the door
Id rather not have it anymore
Because I know these wounds are never going to heal
And this pain, Im forever going to feel
So here I sit in my corner all alone
And wait for such peace I have never known
My writings of pain riddle the floor
Boldly expressing the words I cant take it anymore
Ive taken the remedy and here I lie
Waiting and longing only to die
For this life has sentenced me to death
Here I am breathing my last breath
Im ready now to say goodbye
And Im ready now, ready to die
-Amanda Bentley
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2004-12-15 00:49:37]
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Re: Ready To Die
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by pUnKa_RaCh on
Wednesday, 15th December 2004 @ 06:56:31 AM AEST
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very powerful write....i feel so sad and im soooo sorry about the things u must've gone throught at school and what the kids must have said to. that must be to so hard to live with and im not pretending to kno what youre going through...but i have felt like giving up on life. again good write. please take care.
peace and hope
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Re: Ready To Die
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by XxNights_ChildxX on
Wednesday, 15th December 2004 @ 07:19:11 AM AEST
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wow... i thot the flow was fine and this is one of the saddest poems ive ever read, i can relate a lot, it was wunderfully written, amazing job
Jenni xxoo |
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Re: Ready To Die
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by MMISS on
Wednesday, 15th December 2004 @ 09:58:03 AM AEST
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| I PRAY THAT THIS SAD STORY IS FICTION BECAUSE IT'S SO SCARY TO KNOW YOU'RE HURTING LIKE THIS! EVERYTHING YOU'RE EXPERIENCING CALLS OUT FOR HELP. PLEASE KNOW THAT SOMEONE CARES, ME. IF YOU NEED SOMEONE TO LISTEN YOU CAN EMAIL ME:MMISS123@MAIL.COM. I CARE, I'LL LISTEN |
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