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Array ( [sid] => 10953 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Fault [time] => 2003-01-22 15:20:00 [hometext] => this is about how a friend chose her boyfriend over me. would rather go do something with him and her new life instead of hanging out with... what this could lead too... cause im a loser like that that's now all of a sudden frickin sensitive to the fact of friendship... i hate my life. [bodytext] => How would you feel if I died?
It was your fault,
In which I confide.

Invisible tears down my saddened face.
You can’t see the pain you caused.
You can’t see the reason I did this, why in space?

I cut away the pain that burns me.
You did this all.
Even though right now, you probably cannot see.

Thick blood down my pale yet soft arms,
You no longer worry.
Its over now. I can hear the sounds of the emergency alarms.

Its all your fault that you made me feel,
Made me want to have control of my pain.
Your fault that I wanted no future this real.

Its all in my restrain.
My last control to hold back.
A stupid reason to not stop the pain.

You not caring was your demise
No longer did you wonder.
No longer could you hear my cries.

It’s al your fault I no longer exist.
No longer aloud to show my stupid face.
No longer allowed to take that one risk.

It was all your fault I never quit.
I never stopped the pain down my arms.
It was your fault that suicide is what I wanted to commit.

Maybe if you cared,
Maybe if you worried.
My life would have been spared.

But no you go and choose him over me,
Chose a boy you just met.
Over your best friend…. Gee….

A bimbo that hated me,
A stupid dork.
You chose him… over me…

This is your fault.
You just don’t get it.
You don’t see my pain. You killed me, here’s your exalt.

Hope you liked it,
Now you don’t have to worry,
About ever worrying about me or my forever fit.

I’m sorry this came to be
Im sorry you had to choose.
But its still your fault for the fact that you, chose, him, over me
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 36 [informant] => frozensuicide [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
Fault

Contributed by frozensuicide on Wednesday, 22nd January 2003 @ 03:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



How would you feel if I died?
It was your fault,
In which I confide.

Invisible tears down my saddened face.
You can’t see the pain you caused.
You can’t see the reason I did this, why in space?

I cut away the pain that burns me.
You did this all.
Even though right now, you probably cannot see.

Thick blood down my pale yet soft arms,
You no longer worry.
Its over now. I can hear the sounds of the emergency alarms.

Its all your fault that you made me feel,
Made me want to have control of my pain.
Your fault that I wanted no future this real.

Its all in my restrain.
My last control to hold back.
A stupid reason to not stop the pain.

You not caring was your demise
No longer did you wonder.
No longer could you hear my cries.

It’s al your fault I no longer exist.
No longer aloud to show my stupid face.
No longer allowed to take that one risk.

It was all your fault I never quit.
I never stopped the pain down my arms.
It was your fault that suicide is what I wanted to commit.

Maybe if you cared,
Maybe if you worried.
My life would have been spared.

But no you go and choose him over me,
Chose a boy you just met.
Over your best friend…. Gee….

A bimbo that hated me,
A stupid dork.
You chose him… over me…

This is your fault.
You just don’t get it.
You don’t see my pain. You killed me, here’s your exalt.

Hope you liked it,
Now you don’t have to worry,
About ever worrying about me or my forever fit.

I’m sorry this came to be
Im sorry you had to choose.
But its still your fault for the fact that you, chose, him, over me




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Re: Fault (User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on Wednesday, 22nd January 2003 @ 03:59:32 PM AEST
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ooh...this is so sad...


Re: Fault (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 23rd January 2003 @ 12:41:44 AM AEST
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Lelu... Joel has something he wants to say. i admit this was a very good poem. However this has happened to me many times when I have been shunned by friends and it'll happen to you again guaranteed. Its not worth dying over sure u feel sad, but you gotta pull through. Soon your friend will probably realize this guy was a complete jerk and you 2 will be great friends once again. Just think of the pain you'd cause her and everyone else. Remember I'm here for you.

Your friend,
Joel




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