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Dying

Contributed by bobotheclown on Tuesday, 31st December 2002 @ 06:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I think that I am dying
Slumped on the floor
Everything going black and fuzzy
The blood still swiftly flowing
There's nothing I can do now
Except watch the blood
Pump through my fingers
Maybe I deserved this
Oh, it hurts to think about the pain
Surrounded by red, spent kleenexes

I realize I want to live,
But can the want stop the blood?
For blood is life
I think I've lost to much life
Even if I hadn't lost all this blood
I'm a miserable beast
I can't stop the tears
I let them fall
I must live! Head spinning
As I stand and fall
Like so many times before

Gritting my teeth to keep from screaming
Primal, in my want to live
To not become fertilizer
For this evil world
Which has taken so much
And not given back... anything
Mommy, do I deserve this much pain?

I don't feel much anymore
Is that good?
My bloodied hands stain the wall
I lean against it, to keep from falling,
But my slick hands slip
And I crash to one knee
I look at the stained wall
With my handprints, many times over
And I realize with these hands
I took a life

I slump over and wonder
Will they throw my carcass in jail?
Please no... I mutter silently
Then my fighting heart
Gives its final gasp
And my life, like a candle
Sputters and dies




Copyright © bobotheclown ... [ 2002-12-31 18:20:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Dying (User Rating: 1 )
by Chanti on Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 02:10:10 AM AEST
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Joel, its hard to describe what i felt when i read this piece. It made me think for a while of how once were dying or something bad is happening, it seems like something we might not care about happening, but once it happens, we think of ways to take it back and pray that it will be fixed, but we cant.

Chanti*


Re: Dying (User Rating: 1 )
by Delusions on Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 04:01:08 AM AEST
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I really loved this one... i couldnt believe that it actually brought tears to my eyes... it was just so sad... Its how i have felt many times before... so much i have wanted to take something back.. but cant.. and it hurts... keep it up... Happy new year!
~delusions~


Re: Dying (User Rating: 1 )
by EmSal on Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 04:53:42 AM AEST
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'And I realize with these hands I took a life '
Whoah so real, so devastating, but great poem.


Re: Dying (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 05:40:16 AM AEST
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good poem strong felt your pain... just keep writing ok

sharon


Re: Dying (User Rating: 1 )
by Killer on Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 10:51:22 PM AEST
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I don't know what to say... I could say that I have been there and feel your pain but those words just don't cut it, do they? Nobody knows exactly how you feel except you... they can catch the gist of it, and understand it but can't experience it as you do. Awesome write...keep pouring it out.


Re: Dying (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Thursday, 2nd January 2003 @ 04:26:30 AM AEST
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Alright Joel this one made me cry.....you have no idea how much this one hurt the very depth of my soul my friend...your poetry is very touching and so full of pain and darkness.....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.


Re: Dying (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Thursday, 2nd January 2003 @ 11:54:01 PM AEST
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Very touching!!! Great imagery..loved this write.....
Jenni


Re: Dying (User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on Tuesday, 7th January 2003 @ 01:19:32 PM AEST
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oh...oh joel...this poem is so beautiful...so sad...oh...i don't know what to say, i have no words...this is full of pain, i'm almost crying...oh...




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