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Born to Die (the curtains close)

Contributed by Cancer on Wednesday, 16th July 2003 @ 06:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry



this play, this life, this tragedy
coming to an end
and what have i learned from all of this
that the happy times weren't worth the *****
that i swam through to get there
that "pointless" and "hopeless"
are the two most depressing words of all
i learned that, in the end, the only way out
is the Hole within the Flame
and by the time you arrive at suicide
you're too tired to place any blame

i always knew i'd die like this
never a doubt in my mind
finally overcome the guilt
felt for those i'll leave behind
a few drops of pure nicotine in my coffee
and i'll quietly slip away
finally free, finally at peace
as i go home, to that Beautiful World of Grey

i thought i'd cry as the days grew near
thought i'd be profoundly sad
but as my time ticks slowly away
i see that it's not that bad
i was born to die
and so were you
one day, i hope
you'll see it too
what good is life
if it's just going to end
embrace the blade
kill yourself, my friend
if you're happy now
then do it quick
before everything
just turns to *****
and if you're depressed
then head for the hearse
because in this life
it only gets worse

preparing to die
my time, so near
my constant failure
is my only fear
for, if i ***** this up
and get put away
i'll be trapped here forever
imprisoned, i'll stay
no hope of getting
another chance
no swooning with Death
in that Macabre Dance
just white walls
and shock therapy
no escape
from reality

ever sad song i ever heard
is playing in my mind, one last time
and every ghost of a love lost
have come 'round to say goodbye
in cycles, slowly, i'm shutting down
replaying each memory, both good and bad
watching, with frozen apathy
every experience i've ever had

all hate has disappeared
anger is dying slow
the weariness i feel inside
is all i have to show

(would you like to watch me
as my body starts to convulse
would you like to touch me
as my skin begins to grow cold
would you like to kiss me
as my lips turn frozen blue
would you like to watch me
give up and give in)

would you like to watch me throw it all away




Copyright © Cancer ... [ 2003-07-16 06:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Born to Die (the curtains close) (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 17th July 2003 @ 06:12:02 PM AEST
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Hey, Roy this was so depressing, yet so so so friggin good. You show the reader your pain and you douse the reader in it you draw the reader in and let him taste just a bit of what you feel. In answer to the last line I would like to see you smile.

Peace Brother,
Joel (Bobo)


Re: Born to Die (the curtains close) (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Friday, 18th July 2003 @ 12:00:45 AM AEST
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I hear your pain, I feel your pain, and yet I'm helpless to help you with your pain. Bless your heart! For those of you that have no hope, Please know there is hope out there for you.....just knock on the door. Call your local "Hot line" I'll talk to you, and comfort you.
Your poem was sublime!
loving critters


Re: Born to Die (the curtains close) (User Rating: 1 )
by SuicidalSon on Saturday, 16th August 2003 @ 08:22:24 PM AEST
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I see a lot of me in this poem Excellent write




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