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This Suicide
Contributed by
xxSuicidalChickxx
on
Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 03:36:33 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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my love has turned to hate
theres nothing to debate
about your feelings for me
but i just want you to see
that i once loved you
and i thought you felt the same way about me too
but you said you only liked me
and now i dont want to be
alive anymore
i want to drop onto the floor
right in front of you
so you realize what you've done to make me do
this suicide
well its because you only lied
you never liked me
you only said that so i would be
happy for once in my life
but it only made me want to pick up a knife
and slash it across my wrists
and make fists
from all the pain
it only makes me gain
a few hours of bliss
i wish i wouldnt have to spend my life like this
i just want to be happy
and for you to see
that this was all because of you
i just wish you loved me like i loved you
Copyright ©
xxSuicidalChickxx
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2005-07-12 15:36:33] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: This Suicide
(User Rating: 1 ) by SinginSilence on
Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 03:46:14 PM AEST (User
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i think the speaker in this is over reacting, or simply mistaken. Of late, it seems foolish to put so much hope into something as unreliable as human affection. I can relate to what this person in the poem is feeling though, suicide hopefully wasn't a serious thought for this person because it would be most unwise to harm yourself because you couldnt gain a requited affection. |
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Re: This Suicide
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 23rd July 2005 @ 10:16:01 PM AEST (User
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no one on earth is worth that much to me.. in order for me to take my own life..
even though I deeply love my husband.. I certainly would not kill myself, if he told me he no longer loved me...
I think the one thing that truly bothers me about people committing suicide is..
they leave us to all the damn hell to take care of after they leave..
another thing that bothers me is.. it scares me so terribly much to think anyone could ever, ever kill themselves.. no matter what the reason..
there is always hope. and one can always find a place where they can truly find happiness.. the place and or the person in it..
the whole fun in life is to discover.. the aha's and also the search is great.. except the world the way it is.. but mostly.. learn to love yourself so that others can pick up on that and then.. love you..
Nice write.. but too close for comfort..
Raquel Leah (Poetress) |
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