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Array ( [sid] => 33341 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Hell, Straight Ahead [time] => 2004-01-31 16:12:15 [hometext] => I didn't commit suicide, thank you. I won't either. Just expressing myself through poetry. (I got in trouble at my school with this poem! Haha!) [bodytext] => Whats that straight ahead
Its Hell, I'm finally dead
That knife hurt but I don't feel it anymore
I wonder if my blood will spill on the floor
Mommy its okay I'm finally free
Please, friends, don't cry over me
I've finally made it to the other side.
No more reasons to have to hide
It hurt to slice my wrist all those times
I know you all thing I went out of my mind
I can't blame you for thinking that way
You all knew what happened that day
He just wouldn't stop, wouldn't quit till I felt the pain
Now look at him, standing there in the rain
I don't see any tears falling from those beautiful blue eyes
So all the those times he said he loved me, they were just lies
I guess I did the right thing, committing suicide and all
But I hate seeing my friends bawl
I wonder what life would be like if I stayed up there
Would he have had a change of heart and finally care?
To late now, he had his chance
Now I'll walk away without a one last glance
Maybe if things were different in a way
I just might have been alive today. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 246 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Breezer08 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
Hell, Straight Ahead

Contributed by Breezer08 on Saturday, 31st January 2004 @ 04:12:15 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Whats that straight ahead
Its Hell, I'm finally dead
That knife hurt but I don't feel it anymore
I wonder if my blood will spill on the floor
Mommy its okay I'm finally free
Please, friends, don't cry over me
I've finally made it to the other side.
No more reasons to have to hide
It hurt to slice my wrist all those times
I know you all thing I went out of my mind
I can't blame you for thinking that way
You all knew what happened that day
He just wouldn't stop, wouldn't quit till I felt the pain
Now look at him, standing there in the rain
I don't see any tears falling from those beautiful blue eyes
So all the those times he said he loved me, they were just lies
I guess I did the right thing, committing suicide and all
But I hate seeing my friends bawl
I wonder what life would be like if I stayed up there
Would he have had a change of heart and finally care?
To late now, he had his chance
Now I'll walk away without a one last glance
Maybe if things were different in a way
I just might have been alive today.




Copyright © Breezer08 ... [ 2004-01-31 16:12:15]
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Re: Hell, Straight Ahead (User Rating: 1 )
by Eve on Saturday, 31st January 2004 @ 05:24:03 PM AEST
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The rhythm is nice, and the thoughts are deep.

Good write.

Keep writing,
-Eve.


Re: Hell, Straight Ahead (User Rating: 1 )
by jeanie on Saturday, 31st January 2004 @ 05:43:51 PM AEST
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WOW.....as a poem this is damn good, I read it breathless, wonderful job!!
but suicide always is selfish, coz you just leave all behind and you cause alot of pain to too many ppl who love you, that's the sad (and wrong) side u___u
good that you don't think about doing it ;)

jeanie


Re: Hell, Straight Ahead (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Saturday, 31st January 2004 @ 06:18:36 PM AEST
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No more reasons to have to hide
I loved that line it made the whole poem which I must say is damn good very beautiful I must say.

Bobo (Joel)




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