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[sid] => 109010
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => SUICIDE
[time] => 2005-11-03 15:55:14
[hometext] => Just something i wrote long ago not really a poem hope u enjoy
[bodytext] => She slowly pulled the razor across her wrist just to feel, How bad it was going to hurt? When she actually did it? It wasn't so bad, It felt sort of nice, To feel something again. It's been so long since, I have felt something. Her thoughts began to wonder, From here to then to what will never be again. Tears fall from her eyes, Well this life is over, I'll do better in the next, It just has to be better. Ouch! That hurt, As the razor severed her vein in her wrist. Without even knowing, She cut deep to deep to fix. Death is certain this day for her, She doesn't even know it yet. Blood streams down to the ground, OH NO! What did I do, It will stop It's not that bad? She cannot truly feel the pain, Her mind is not in the here and now, It's drifting between then and never again. And yet again she cuts, Up this time without feeling it, Crying is she in her pain of life, Dying without knowing she is dying. I asked if she was OK through the bathroom door, I'M fine I'll be out in a minute, Just checking love you. That's the last time I ever talked to her, And know I'm where she was at alone but not alone. I can see her pain, Feel it deep within my heart. I know mine is different we don't have the same pain. I have the razor in my hand now, I know how much it hurts, I've done it all my life, A couple of times to the extant, I'm going to do now, It only hurts if you let it, Pain isn't my enemy, Life is, Time is, Her death is. She was all I ever had, I'll go the same as her to a point. I believe she didn't know how bad it was she was unaware. She had no scares, She never cut before, I'm the cutter, I have the scares, I kill her, She knew of all the pains in my life, All the loved ones, I have lost, I really wished I'd never lost her, But I'll join her soon. Two lives wasted, No one life mine. I never truly knew what she was thinking that day. I can only guess, But not anymore, Blood is already flowing from my veins, I did it the right way, The first time straight up and down my arm, From my wrist to my elbow gets it done real quick. Can't be fix unless you cut off my arm, They won't make it here that fast. Honey are you OK in there did you fall in or what I need to pee. I'll be out in a minute. That minute never came, He died in the same spot she did, Same City, Same Street, Same house, Same room, Same spot, Same position. She slowly pulled the razor across her wrist, Just to feel how bad it was going to hurt, When she actually did it. THE END BY DENNIS LEM MEN [comments] => 3 [counter] => 1620 [topic] => 36 [informant] => lemmen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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