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15 on each arm

Contributed by Doriens_Picture on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 12:51:48 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I feel so lonely and worthless
I have nothing to offer anyone
But ugliness and hurt
That is all I am
Who could love me?
Even if someone did love me
I hate my self so much that
I would hate them for it
I am useless and want to die
I hate everything about me
My looks I want to hide
So I close my self off from the world
And disappear even from my friends
Even the ones online
I hope they can forgive me
If I were to take my life
It is not much of a life anyways
But I do not know how long I can take
Feeling this way inside
Needing someone
But only finding a blade
Calling me
I have cut my self again
This is just too much to take
I am sorry
I know happiness is never lasting
But why is my depression constant
The good and light in my heart is ephemeral
And I have had enough
Everyone thinks it’s so easy to change
If I change, my world would still be *****
I guess that’s what I deserve
I have no way to escape this world
The blade brings no comfort
And skin had grown numb
I made fifteen cuts on each arm today
And did not feel a thing
So I just cut some more
And cut and cut and cut and cut
Till I passed out from the lose of blood
I guess I will be better but
For how long
And if after will I just be sent back
Down the spiral
I think I have to go now
My blade is calling me again
I can’t afford to dream anymore
It is killing me




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Re: 15 on each arm (User Rating: 1 )
by WildfireRose on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 01:07:31 AM AEST
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I care for you, be kinder to yourself you are worth a lot more than you think...you really are


Re: 15 on each arm (User Rating: 1 )
by girish on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 04:11:02 AM AEST
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i read the poem of Wildfirerose and the comment by the same person. read my poems they will give you the stamina.
Clouds change their appearence like that time will also change for people. i have expressed all these in my poems. How divine will comes to rescue all that is expressed in my poems. I had already died 18 years back. but now i am running an organisation. take those powers from my poems.
girish


Re: 15 on each arm (User Rating: 1 )
by little_genna on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 02:28:32 PM AEST
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You are too hard on yourself,
John you have been a wonderful person to me,
Every time i read something like this or when i am talking to you about this stuff it makes me very sad...
You mean alot to me and I dont think i could physically handle you leaving me now...
I know that is a selfish thing to say but its true.


please try to take care of urself.......



Re: 15 on each arm (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 4th December 2004 @ 11:28:19 PM AEST
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