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My Dreams

Contributed by deablo on Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 05:58:17 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



What do I see?
From when I wake
To when I sleep
My dreams are filled with
DEATH!

Not death of just anyone
But my death

At any place
At any time
My mind thinks about
My death

I cannot help it
My mind is too strong
The graphics are horrendous

The voices that are their
Will not stop
They say kill yourself
Kill yourself

There I am, all alone,
Cleaning my gun
For the last time
Nice and clean
Ready for use

Taking a bullet
Placing it in the chamber
Locked in place
Ready to fire
Safety off

Placing the ¼ inch bare
In between the trigger and trigger guard
Wrapping my hands around the barrel
Placing my lips around the end

Hear those voices
Kill yourself, kill yourself
Your life sucks
Nothing to look for
Your best friend is dead
Can’t get a girl

Why waste time
For something that won’t happen?
Just kill yourself
Then all your problems
Will end

Sitting on the edge
Of my bed
Placing my feet on the bare
Count down
To the end
Of my life

Three
Why waste time?
Things will not be good for me

Two
Dark clouds above my house
People laughing at me
Voices
Kill yourself, we’re waiting

One
Pushing on the bare
Bullet shoots out
Penetrates
Blows out my brains

Blood and brains
All over the wall

That’s what I see
From time I wake
To time I sleep.



By Adam Pomerleau




Copyright © deablo ... [ 2005-01-31 17:58:17]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: My Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by bonita2689 on Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 08:08:05 PM AEST
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I must admit such scenarios that have happened to me havent been as graphic but I will share with you that you are not alone. I've seen myself dying, seen myself killing myself many times. Razor, pills...I do not know why it seems we have such horrendous thoughts for I too used to hear those same voices and they whispered the same evil fate into my ears, "Kill yourself, you are worth nothing!" My only piece of advice is, if it keeps continuing, tell someone. Or otherwise it may become to strong and you might act on your dreams... Lovely yet morbid write. Keep them coming!


Re: My Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Mandy2007 on Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 10:28:51 PM AEST
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WOW! that actually sent a child down my spine! i could actually see that in my head as i read it, great job! keep up the writing, and just don't let those voices get to you!




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