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At the Bottom

Contributed by TundraHydra on Sunday, 23rd March 2003 @ 09:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Would you call me weak
To ask you for the help I seek
Do you mock my pleas
As I'm crying on my knees
Don't just stand there staring
With those dark eyes, never caring
I'm begging you for your aid
Yet no answer comes from your form as you fade
I could chase you, but I could never catch a shade
All the things you said
Begin racing through my head
The sneer on your face at the tears I shed
At the center of my problems you placed me
So confusing, not knowing up or down
My mind so mixed up, I can no longer see
I think I've lost my mind
People treat me like I'm not their kind
Like they're pure and holy, like I'm destitue and blind
Funny how it took me so long to realize
You're just like them
Don't come to me when you have troubles
I'll be gone, buried in my sea of bliss
Watching my last air bubbles float away from me
The pills will be the rope to bind me
The knife will be the anchor to hold me there
As far as you and your world go
I no longer feel the need to care




Copyright © TundraHydra ... [ 2003-03-23 21:45:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: At the Bottom (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 24th March 2003 @ 10:14:38 AM AEST
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AWESOME!!!!!!!! i felt EXACTLY like that its crazy, keep writing..


N. Ingram


Re: At the Bottom (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlitAngel on Monday, 24th March 2003 @ 01:20:45 PM AEST
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Yeah! Great job! I love it! Blessed be,

~ Moonlit Angel




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