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Suicide
Contributed by
FearMyRawr
on
Sunday, 3rd April 2005 @ 08:43:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Slowly my pillars fall
In pieces at my feet
I try to get out but I can't
The door is just not real
In the middle of this room
I sit in the ruins to cry
And I try so hard to find the good
But all I see is my blade
I notice its pretty red stains
I reach to pick it up
Tears are streaming down my cheeks
Lightly I trace patterns on my skin
And wonder where and how deep
I press it against my wrist
And it slowly starts to bleed
The harder I press, the better I feel
And so I keep on going
I retrace every old scar
I mutilate my clean, virgin skin
The dust and rubble now tinted red
I don't start thinking
Until I was bathed in blood
My pillars that sheltered were leaving my side
And as I look around this room
I see that none of the pillars were mine
I start feeling woozy, a little faint
And then suddenly I black out
All the pain I ever felt is gone
All my heart and spirit leaving
I finally get what I wanted
Death has overcome me
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Re: Suicide
(User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on
Monday, 4th April 2005 @ 07:29:34 AM AEST
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| Scary imagery...but real.Been therre...never tried to find a way out...but this would definitely give me second thoughts.... |
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Re: Suicide
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by sweetoccasion29 on
Monday, 4th April 2005 @ 08:53:02 AM AEST
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| OK,I GOT A VISUAL,THANKS |
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