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Over the Edge

Contributed by WorthlesSanity666 on Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 06:51:22 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I peer over the edge of
the cliff I have climbed.
I cannot take life
anymore.
Silent tears streak
my pained face.
They flow like sorrowful rivers.
I look down at my arms.
They have been cut to the bone,
but the ones on my black heart
are far deeper.
Yet I did not die.
At least my body didn't.
Inside I have been dying slowly,
from the moment of birth.
Every rejection,
each scolding,
each insult
killed me,
bit
by
bit,
until nothing was left but
a worthless
empty
shell.
My hopes were crushed by
mounting disappointment.
My trust was rewarded with
constant let downs.
I used to be a happy child,
until the darkness spread.
It devoured me,
converting my
dreams to dust,
love to loss,
peace to pain.
It's not your fault, mom,
you helped me out a lot.
Tell my brothers and sisters
that they are not to blame.
I made this decision on my own, you see,
not because of you.
The torture is all too much.
My shell of a body is going to crack
if I continue.
Closer to the edge I step,
unbearable memories flood my body.
My lips are like lead,
I do not wish to speak,
but I force myself to.
"I'm sorry,"
is all I can manage to mutter.
I close my eyes,
I lift my foot,
&
f
a
l
l
The wind whips my face,
bringing with it all
that lay forgotten.
My life goes on fast forward,
it is so painful to watch.
The tears fly behind me.
The ground rushes up to meet me,
a welcomed sight.
Impact.
My empty body crashes to the earth.
I break,
as my spirits had done long before.
My body is sprawled in an awkward position,
but I do not fell it, for
I have been released.
my soul soars
above all else.
Free from all the
sadness,
suffering,
agony.
I have been released at last.




Copyright © WorthlesSanity666 ... [ 2004-03-03 18:51:22]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Over the Edge (User Rating: 1 )
by LornyaNarFuinenya on Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 06:56:47 PM AEST
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WOW me little heart was racing while i read this, i know EXACTLY how you feel, you can pm me if you like, nice job...


Re: Over the Edge (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 07:43:42 PM AEST
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very well structured well done.

wildejohnny.




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