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Tonights the Night...

Contributed by EddieDean on Wednesday, 17th October 2007 @ 03:16:13 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I sit in a Dark Room,
Looking at Her Picture,
Im going to Die Soon.

Tears start to Flow,
Where the came From,
I don't Know...

I put the Picture Down,
I pick the Gun Up,
And put it to my Crown.

Life is soo Hard,
Its soo Sad,
My Soul is so badly Scarred,
My Heart hurst so Bad.

Just one Squeeze,
And its Over.
Just one Pull,
And Im Finished.

I put the Gun Down,
And stare at the Ground.

I look to the Sky,
And the Night begins to Cry.
Rain is coming Down,
Hard and Fast,
I Hope it Lasts.

"God, I know you hear me!"
I scream to the Sky,
"You are not worth ending my Life!
Knock me Down,
I stand back UP!"

I through the Gun Away,
Standing in the Rain,
Screaming away my Pain.

"You are never good to Me!
Do your best to Test Me,
I swear I will not Fail.
You are not Worth IT!"

I look Around,
Calm takes Over,
I don't hear any Sounds.

"God, you won't get my Life,
Not until Im done Living It."

I look up in the Rain,
And Scream away all my Pain.




Copyright © EddieDean ... [ 2007-10-17 03:16:13]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Tonights the Night... (User Rating: 1 )
by Jen_unknown_to_myself on Saturday, 15th December 2007 @ 01:11:23 PM AEST
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I absolutly loved this.......more than you could ever imagine......this makes me realize so much....this is so helpful.....


"God, you won't get my Life,
Not until Im done Living It."

that phrase is really what makes this poem.....i can't tell you how much this write means to me.........once again amazing write


Learning to know myself finally
Jen




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