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Out Of It.

Contributed by deathdrop on Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 06:49:56 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I’m out of my mind,
My soul,
My thoughts have been left behind.
I’ll never be whole!

I stand on the ground,
But the noise thuds around.
I can’t block it out,
The screams,
The shouts.

My head drifts,
Out of this world.
I feel my self break.
I start to uncurl.

So I run quick as I can,
Through the busy, noisy street.
My heart thudding quick,
My shoes, slap on the concrete!

I rush up the stairs,
Whispers echoes through the air.
My breathing expands.
Until I can barely stand.

I reach the top.
I stumble, I flop,
Adrenalin rushes, though out my soul.
Fear crushes, my pain gets old.

I push myself up,
And run through the doors,
I’m witnessed by a camera.
My feet don’t touch the floor.
I rush along,
To the car park roof.
Nothing will hold me back,
My mind is black.
I sit, my legs hanging,
I pier over the dirty edge.
I cry, my head banging,
As I look below at the road and thorned hedge.

Then some one shouts,
From behind my head.
“Come on love, get away from that edge!”

I don’t even turn round.
I just let go…
Plummet to the ground.
I scream the last echoes.








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Re: Out Of It. (User Rating: 1 )
by little_genna on Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 08:34:03 AM AEST
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Deathdrop hun your such a talented writer. this whole poem made me imagine this, such a sad scene. one i have seen myself in many times. but im here for you if you need a friend. this is another excellent write as they always are from you.

much love and hugs
gen xx


Re: Out Of It. (User Rating: 1 )
by neglected1 on Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 09:11:37 AM AEST
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excellent write.. you made the picture very clear .. but it made me really sad.. its so horrible thinking these thoughts and wanting to live these thoughts ... i know how it goes... luck to you

~neglected1~


Re: Out Of It. (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 11:23:03 AM AEST
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very powerful write.....sorry you feel so bad.

pixie xx




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