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RIP- Me
Contributed by
justme03
on
Saturday, 3rd May 2008 @ 11:32:25 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Secrets in the palm of my hand
are locked inside a clenched fist.
These are things I don't understand.
These are memories etched on my wrist.
I forgot to remember what I let myself forget.
I'm just constructing a symphony and alluring the chaos.
The dazed fog and the bittersweet sea is a place to get lost;
and I'm trapeze walking without a safety net.
Demons inside my head.
I'm trying to tie myself to the bed.
"But that won't stop you", they say.
Go ahead and kill yourself today.
On the 10 o'Clock news--
Depressed Teen Commits Suicide
Nobody saw the clues.
Nobody saw the tears I had cried.
These are the memories etched on my wrist.
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justme03
... [
2008-05-03 11:32:25] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: RIP- Me
(User Rating: 1 ) by jsringo on
Monday, 26th May 2008 @ 03:04:57 PM AEST (User
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If you don't mind me asking, do you remember
the time you felt the way you wrote about in your
poem. Can you tell me what caused them, peer pressure, hormones ect. When I was in high school
I had not idea any of my friends were going through thoughts of taking their life - maybe they were and maybe they weren't, I don't know but i wish I did know.
ps: if you don't care to answer it is ok, I am just curious. |
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