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isn't it funny

Contributed by lexxie on Thursday, 17th June 2004 @ 11:23:30 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Pain fills up a lot of space but you can't just get rid of it
It has to flow through some how
Right?
death takes up a lot of space when my bloods flowing on the ground and the floor catches it tears fall into it a coffin where ill rest forever even in the cold weather
But you no what you can't get rid of anything! Nothing ever goes away!
Not the blood sinking into the white carpet not the twisted thoughts of dieing not the pain the memories nothing will ever go away!
What am I telling you this for right can't explain it its something you feel right?
Yeah it is funny isn’t it?
How words can just pass someone by
Never think about it
until one night the person who said those words are lying on there bedroom floor drowning in there own blood with bloodshot eyes wounds open wide a note beside the bed telling the parents what happened then you think about what they said when its to late funny isn’t it
Until those voices in your head make you snap
When it feels like you lost totally control over your self
And those voices tell you what to do when it’s to late you think back ***** I should have listened
Funny isn’t it
when someone says something that puts someone over the edge with the hole you have to be perfect and ***** and someone says ***** it another dead kid in the middle of the living room taking them out in a stretcher with a sheet over there head yellow tape surrounding the house and all you can think about is damn I should of listen funny
And when this kid is you when you’re the one dead in the middle of your room and your parents find you bleeding from every possible place on your body
And maybe just maybe the person you talked to the night before would have listened they could have saved you and now there just thinking ***** I should have listened
Isn’t it funny how people don’t try to listen when people let things slip by
when people let even there friends die when –they- could of done something
No it isn’t funny!
It’s not a joke!




Copyright © lexxie ... [ 2004-06-17 23:23:30]
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Re: isn't it funny (User Rating: 1 )
by lexxie on Thursday, 17th June 2004 @ 11:26:40 PM AEST
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i forgot to fill in the explaining thing lol well im in a very emotional mood right now i wrought this when i was talking to i guess one of my "friends" and well they where laughin at what i was sayin so i wrought this umm i guess thats all please comment thanks alot

lexxie


Re: isn't it funny (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Friday, 18th June 2004 @ 06:14:26 AM AEST
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this is such a greatly written poem,........i am sorry for your pain (((HUGS)))

Pixie xx



Re: isn't it funny (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 6th March 2011 @ 11:07:54 AM AEST
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very well put, and completely true




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