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[aid] => mick
[title] => Suicidal Warning
[time] => 2006-11-23 01:13:04
[hometext] => To anyone whose ever contemplated suicide.....
[bodytext] => As I awake, into htis reality of crap you call life, the grip tightens against my knife, in slumber, my dreams, they torment, cause pain, cause fear, this reality of life brings to my third eye, a tear, it rolls down my face and onto my lips, so bitter so cold, onto my tongue it rips, choking on my own tears, suffocating from all my fears, lost and confused, body and soul, scared and self abused, at war with in, my own worst enemy, impossible to win, a mask of a smile, behind which I hide, conceiling the ugliness, that lies inside, the misery, the sadness, the anger, as well as the maddness, all pointless emotions, of which brought my insanity, ugly inside, no point in vanity, theres madness to my reason, but no reason to my maddness, caused by all this saddness, from what, I have yet to find, I feel trapped and left behind, all of this nothingness, makeing me tired, fadeing into sleep, my demons awake, from with in the deep, reaking havoc, causeing pain, causeing fear, "get up and hurt....." they whisper in my ear, then fade away into the darkness, as I awake, into this reality that only I have created, now realizeing the lifes I have devastated, looseing my grip upon the knife, no longer will I awaken, in your reality, my life I have taken, a final cure for all my misery and pain, too late, now realizing my effort was in vain, its not too late for some, take this as a warning, the worst has yet to come........
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Suicidal Warning
Contributed by
treewhisper
on
Thursday, 23rd November 2006 @ 01:13:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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As I awake, into htis reality of crap you call life, the grip tightens against my knife, in slumber, my dreams, they torment, cause pain, cause fear, this reality of life brings to my third eye, a tear, it rolls down my face and onto my lips, so bitter so cold, onto my tongue it rips, choking on my own tears, suffocating from all my fears, lost and confused, body and soul, scared and self abused, at war with in, my own worst enemy, impossible to win, a mask of a smile, behind which I hide, conceiling the ugliness, that lies inside, the misery, the sadness, the anger, as well as the maddness, all pointless emotions, of which brought my insanity, ugly inside, no point in vanity, theres madness to my reason, but no reason to my maddness, caused by all this saddness, from what, I have yet to find, I feel trapped and left behind, all of this nothingness, makeing me tired, fadeing into sleep, my demons awake, from with in the deep, reaking havoc, causeing pain, causeing fear, "get up and hurt....." they whisper in my ear, then fade away into the darkness, as I awake, into this reality that only I have created, now realizeing the lifes I have devastated, looseing my grip upon the knife, no longer will I awaken, in your reality, my life I have taken, a final cure for all my misery and pain, too late, now realizing my effort was in vain, its not too late for some, take this as a warning, the worst has yet to come........
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Re: Suicidal Warning
(User Rating: 1 ) by devils_denial on
Thursday, 23rd November 2006 @ 10:44:57 AM AEST (User
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I know where your coming from, I've had a personal experience myself and survived. I've wrote a poem about my experience two years ago.
It's called 'Suicide is Permenant'. But I haven't found it within my heart to share the poem with anyone yet.
Perhaps I will one day.
Good write.
May your message be heard by the one's who are thinking about it..
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