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SUICIDE

Contributed by lemmen on Thursday, 3rd November 2005 @ 03:55:14 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide







She slowly pulled the razor across
her wrist just to feel, How bad it
was going to hurt? When she actually
did it? It wasn't so bad, It felt sort
of nice, To feel something again.

It's been so long since, I have felt
something. Her thoughts began to
wonder, From here to then to what
will never be again. Tears fall from her
eyes, Well this life is over, I'll do better
in the next, It just has to be better.

Ouch! That hurt, As the razor severed
her vein in her wrist. Without even
knowing, She cut deep to deep to fix.
Death is certain this day for her, She
doesn't even know it yet. Blood streams
down to the ground, OH NO! What did
I do, It will stop It's not that bad?

She cannot truly feel the pain, Her
mind is not in the here and now, It's
drifting between then and never again.
And yet again she cuts, Up this time
without feeling it, Crying is she in her
pain of life, Dying without knowing she
is dying.

I asked if she was OK through the
bathroom door, I'M fine I'll be out
in a minute, Just checking love you.
That's the last time I ever talked to
her, And know I'm where she was
at alone but not alone. I can see her
pain, Feel it deep within my heart.

I know mine is different we don't have
the same pain. I have the razor in my
hand now, I know how much it hurts,
I've done it all my life, A couple of times
to the extant, I'm going to do now, It
only hurts if you let it, Pain isn't my
enemy, Life is, Time is, Her death is.

She was all I ever had, I'll go the same
as her to a point. I believe she didn't
know how bad it was she was unaware.
She had no scares, She never cut before,
I'm the cutter, I have the scares, I kill her,
She knew of all the pains in my life, All the
loved ones, I have lost, I really wished I'd
never lost her, But I'll join her soon.

Two lives wasted, No one life mine. I never
truly knew what she was thinking that day.
I can only guess, But not anymore, Blood
is already flowing from my veins, I did it
the right way, The first time straight up
and down my arm, From my wrist to my
elbow gets it done real quick.
Can't be fix unless you cut off my arm,
They won't make it here that fast.

Honey are you OK in there did you fall
in or what I need to pee. I'll be out in
a minute.

That minute never came, He died in
the same spot she did, Same City, Same
Street, Same house, Same room,
Same spot, Same position.

She slowly pulled the razor across her
wrist, Just to feel how bad it was going
to hurt, When she actually did it.

THE END


BY DENNIS LEM MEN







Copyright © lemmen ... [ 2005-11-03 15:55:14]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: SUICIDE (User Rating: 1 )
by Evening_Star on Thursday, 3rd November 2005 @ 04:07:17 PM AEST
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Wow by the time i finished reading it I just sat there shocked. Its tragic that some people end there life like this. People love them more than they know and there is help for them if they feel like suicide is their only option.
liz


Re: SUICIDE (User Rating: 1 )
by fredsmith on Thursday, 3rd November 2005 @ 05:59:20 PM AEST
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yeh i agree with the comment above
that was a very sad 1 and it brang shivers all over me, i felt so sad reading it
that was a very good write 10/10 i hope all is ok lolz from fred


Re: SUICIDE (User Rating: 1 )
by Poetic_Influence on Thursday, 3rd November 2005 @ 06:44:24 PM AEST
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But the truth is, people whow rite about suicide, never do it




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