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Blame yourself

Contributed by liquidchaos on Monday, 15th March 2004 @ 12:28:03 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Every day I se you,
Hollow and alone.
Helpless, somehow passive,
Yet anger you still show.

I want to save you.
Rescue from demise.
To save you from sweet sorrow,
But you're convinced it's fine.

I beg you stop and listen
To my childish rhyme.
Hold me in your arms tonight,
Untill the ends of time.

Still this demon grips you
Tightly in it's arms
Again, once more I cut myself
Bring upon my blood red harm.

I don't know how to rescue
You from black despair
Cannot even stop myself
But somehow still I care.

A mutual self-help
This thing I long to do
Begging, pleading, a slow death,
One more slice, still left is you.

Hypocritical perhaps,
Still feeble truth remains.
My last attempt to reach you
A road of hate and pain.

Still I do it yet again,
But this time much more deep.
Pounding silence fills my head
Where are the answers I seek?

The deepest red now flows
In rivers down my arms.
Slowly I embrace the cold,
Embrace this deepest harm.

Depend upon this hopelessness
Redundancy of life.
I pray that now you finally see
The answer to my strife.

Slowly in anger I withdraw
Within fear is where I hide.
Here to show you what you've caused
Embrace this hateful suicide.




Copyright © liquidchaos ... [ 2004-03-15 12:28:03]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Blame yourself (User Rating: 1 )
by arden on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 12:49:08 PM AEST
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i loved this! so well written just wow! a Masterpiece. well done.
Arden




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