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Array ( [sid] => 99985 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Slip-Knot [time] => 2005-07-03 13:39:29 [hometext] => Very blunt and to the point. [bodytext] => Who do I hate more?
You?
Or myself?
Hell If I know.
So today...
I killed myself.
I wish I could've found
somebody to help.
I wish I could've found
somebody to tell
the way I've felt.
It's like I'm living in hell.
This time no-one was there
to catch me when I fell.
Does anyone care?
I wish you all well.
This pain I can no longer bear.
My life's going nowhere.
When I look in the mirror,
everything becomes clearer:
I'm a loser
with no self esteem.
I'm sorry if vague smiles confused you,
I was living in a dream,
Believing I was a king
and you were my queen.
But now I'm gone
because I've felt like a pawn.
I wish my family knew what's been going on.
I wish I knew where everything went wrong.
Question:
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
Will you miss hearing my songs?
Will you miss me when you find out
I've been found
Hanging from a tree
with my feet
dangling only inches from the ground?
Will you miss the way my voice sounds?
I think not.
That's why my neck is caught in this slip knot.
It's dark now,
And hell is hot. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 36 [informant] => manic_x_pressive [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
Slip-Knot

Contributed by manic_x_pressive on Sunday, 3rd July 2005 @ 01:39:29 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Who do I hate more?
You?
Or myself?
Hell If I know.
So today...
I killed myself.
I wish I could've found
somebody to help.
I wish I could've found
somebody to tell
the way I've felt.
It's like I'm living in hell.
This time no-one was there
to catch me when I fell.
Does anyone care?
I wish you all well.
This pain I can no longer bear.
My life's going nowhere.
When I look in the mirror,
everything becomes clearer:
I'm a loser
with no self esteem.
I'm sorry if vague smiles confused you,
I was living in a dream,
Believing I was a king
and you were my queen.
But now I'm gone
because I've felt like a pawn.
I wish my family knew what's been going on.
I wish I knew where everything went wrong.
Question:
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
Will you miss hearing my songs?
Will you miss me when you find out
I've been found
Hanging from a tree
with my feet
dangling only inches from the ground?
Will you miss the way my voice sounds?
I think not.
That's why my neck is caught in this slip knot.
It's dark now,
And hell is hot.




Copyright © manic_x_pressive ... [ 2005-07-03 13:39:29]
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Re: Slip-Knot (User Rating: 1 )
by CarolinaBlue on Sunday, 3rd July 2005 @ 03:52:26 PM AEST
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wow! that's very deep. I can feel your pain

I'm sorry if vague smiles confused you

Believing that I was a king
and you were my queen

I hope you feel better and things in your life improve...

~Blue~


Re: Slip-Knot (User Rating: 1 )
by sprinter27 on Sunday, 3rd July 2005 @ 09:47:56 PM AEST
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that was deep and good. and i may not know you to say this, but i'd miss you. you are a good writer (see above poem ^^^). please don't kill or even hurt yourself. and i wish i knew you to cut through that damned slip knot which has killed many people and should not kill you, too. i know life is as hard as hell and hell would probably be nicer than living here, but we who want to die have to be strong and fight the will to commit suicide. please don't kill yourself, i wouldn't want another to die from suicide.

wishing you the best of luck!!

~sprints

p.s. good work! keep it up!! (that means stay alive and keep writing. sorry... i'll shut-up now) keep it up and PM me if you ned to talk.




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