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Death's Depression

Contributed by solmyr1404 on Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 09:09:53 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Here I sit
Alone in the dark,
But only temporarily,
Only 'til Death
Takes me apart from this
SORRY [-] LIFE
Not worth living.
True, deep depression
Sets in coldly,
Sending a chill
Down the spine of my starved body,
Every bone clearly visible
Through the yellowed skin stretched over them.
I stare down
At the cold, steel machinery
In my lap,
A 9mm Baretta,
Police-issue.
With memories of Lethal Weapon,
I load in a single hollow-point bullet,
Magnum,
But do not place the black barrel of the thing
In my mouth or to my temple;
Instead, I place it gently back on my lap.
Thinking quickly,
I draw my hunting knife from its leather scabbard
On my belt
And commence sharpening the six-inch long blade.
With just very little pressure,
The titanium-alloy blade cuts into my pale, brittle skin,
Staining the finger and blade with blood.
Two weapons and a use for them,
But yet they shall remain unused for the time being,
For my hunger has left me with not enough strength
To finish what Satan has started.
I suck in a rattling breath
Through my hollowed, bony cheeks.
I reach up to my sunken eye sockets,
Remembering the eyes, blue, shining and full of life,
But now they're flat, dull, lifeless.
My wheezing grow louder,
My dry throat starts to swell.
My skin is a pale yellow,
My fingernails and teeth stained from tobacco use,
My liver failing
From too much alcohol.
My life has fallen apart,
And it will never be back together,
Even if I found the so-called "love"
That everyone is so [-] obsessed with.
Why?
It's not real.
It's bull [-].
Slowly, shaking, I raise my gun and place it in my mouth,
Turn off the safety and begin to squeeze....




Copyright © solmyr1404 ... [ 2004-11-10 09:09:53]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Death's Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 09:13:42 AM AEST
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So dark and tragic, can relate to the way you feel at the moment,

takecare,
pixie xx


Re: Death's Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by Flipped_out on Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 09:51:52 AM AEST
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Aghhhh fantastic write..make a video


Re: Death's Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by BuTTerFly_LoVe on Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 10:35:26 AM AEST
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WOW i like this makes you feel you're that person position great work
keep it up
HeNo UnkNOwN BUtTerFly


Re: Death's Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by Jishes_4_ever on Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 10:42:39 AM AEST
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this was a great poem... i felt like i was the one sitting there...
great write...

~!*!~Jishes~!*!~


Re: Death's Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by screwup on Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 01:54:00 PM AEST
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this was a chilling write... and it brought tears to my eyes. because to me, this poem describes every thought and dark time of mine, and I'm sure the pain I have yet to feel. this piece is so tragic and heart breaking knowing that there is someone out there who shares these same thoughts... really good write, and please take care.
~screwup


Re: Death's Depression (User Rating: 1 )
by kailadragon on Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 07:48:38 PM AEST
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bryan.....talk to me please.......you're scaring me......i'm scared for you.....please don't do anything stupid.......im here, talk to me......please......don't hurt yourself..........please................i love you bro..-ashley




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