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I Have To Do Something, Maybe Die...

Contributed by WorthlesSanity666 on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 07:17:06 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I don’t know what to do.
The pain is devouring me,
taking my body hostage.
There’s no soul here...
only sorrow.
I don’t know if
I want to live or die.
I just want the suffering to end.
I’ve swallowed all I can,
I can’t take it anymore!!!
For once I do not want to cut,
but I do not know why...
I would sleep,
but I know the thoughts will
haunt me in my dreams.
I know much more than
I should,
but no one is willing to listen.
Dark thoughts plague
my mind.
So unsure and
so confused,
I’ve long since stopped trying
to understand...
I just smile my plastic smile.
It makes my own skin crawl.
I find myself so
stupid an annoying,
that I want to kill myself.
In the end,
who would care?
Not many.
I’m screaming and crying
inside,
but no one hears a word.
I’m surprised no one can hear
the sound of my
crippled heart shattering.
They wouldn’t care.
People hate me for
everything I am,
and love me for nothing.
I am a nothingness,
a pile of pitiful dust.
And to dust I shall return...
but I do not know when.
I don’t know what I want, anymore.
I just want to bang my head
against the wall,
or kill myself so
I don’t have to deal,
and put others,
and myself,
out of their misery.




Copyright © WorthlesSanity666 ... [ 2004-03-16 19:17:06]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: I Have To Do Something, Maybe Die... (User Rating: 1 )
by Juggalette_chick666pk on Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 07:31:28 PM AEST
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Great poem. I'm sorry you feal *****ty. Over all I liked ti. Hang in there!
-Victoria-


Re: I Have To Do Something, Maybe Die... (User Rating: 1 )
by TwEeK on Wednesday, 17th March 2004 @ 01:24:05 PM AEST
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Snap out of it, don't worry, if you think u have no friends and no one will listen you have one right here, me!!!!
i'll listen, i may not be a shrink and thats a good thing!




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