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The Regretful Suicide Escape

Contributed by thepos on Saturday, 19th March 2005 @ 01:36:09 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

The Regretful Suicide Escape

Please, help me,
I cannot take back my sins.
Please, feel me,
Because no matter how much faith, death wins.
You can say you don't want to die,
But that will never come true.
You will have to die someday,
And you will never ever renew.
I can't ask for forgiveness,
Because there's nothing to forgive.
I've realized that I can't change my past,
But I wish I could relive.
Bleeding tears of denile,
Hate causes too much stress.
Oh, god I would pray to you,
But you cause me so much distress.
I need help from someone,
I don't care how it's done.
As long as I can be happy,
And separate my head from this gun.
I only wish there was some way,
That I can escape all this life.
Any other way,
So I can put down this knife.
I want to be happy,
I want to feel alive.
Why does it hurt,
To not know when death will arrive?
Stop me from these feelings,
These feelings of suicide.
Why must every prayer I make,
Always get denied.
I just can't run away,
I've tried it all before.
It ended in disaster,
And in love I won't adore.
Please, please,
Somebody in this world help me!
I can't run away,
And I don't want to bleed.

--Evan L.--

more of my poetry at http://thepoemsofsorrow.com

Copyright © thepos ... [ 2005-03-19 13:36:09]
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Re: The Regretful Suicide Escape (User Rating: 1 )
by b_rand on Saturday, 19th March 2005 @ 02:25:27 PM AEST
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Interesting. You've sort of blended not wanting to die with suicide. Like the fear of one brings the other, how oxymoronic. This is a very thought provoking poem, well written.

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