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everyday

Contributed by lost-jill on Tuesday, 19th January 2010 @ 06:42:54 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I remember the way you use to laugh at all the crazy things I use to do
but now you’ve changed. You’ve changed the way I act
they way I think
you’ve changed everything about me
I don’t know who I am anymore
I use to stand so proud now
I’m falling and I hope this will all be over soon
and I wish you could see what you’ve done
how its not me but you don’t even care
I remember when you use to notices when things were wrong
but your so blind, so blind you don’t even see the sadness that lingers in my eyes
the shine that was once there has
now faded everyday’s a nightmare
always trying to dry the tears that run down my face
I close my eyes there’s no relief
deeper I cut not feeling what’s coming next
as the blood flows down my wrists
I laugh all I see is the pain that flows out
yet it doesn’t leave
everyday I feel this pain
everyday it gets harder to escape
finally I bring the knife to my throat
im gone
I left the pain for you to feel
for you to feel what I felt everyday of my life




Copyright © lost-jill ... [ 2010-01-19 06:42:54]
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Re: everyday (User Rating: 1 )
by fallensaint on Tuesday, 19th January 2010 @ 10:47:40 AM AEST
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I could really feel the emotion in this.
I feel that pain each and every day


Re: everyday (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 21st January 2010 @ 09:57:15 AM AEST
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A very strong write that describes such a powerful and personal topic.




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