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The Plan

Contributed by Shadows_In_The_Darkness on Thursday, 21st December 2006 @ 04:04:23 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



A worthless excuse for the human life,
this is the reason I turn to the knife.

Pathetic and stupid describe who I am,
somebody who isn’t worth a damn.

Angry cuts across the left forearm,
a perfect portrait of self harm.

Over the years I’ve been consumed,
this pain I feel has me entombed.

Nobody here wants to listen,
so I watch my cuts begin to glisten.

Protect myself in my world of sharp blades,
with each new cut, a part of me fades.

Tears pour out from each new tear in my flesh,
I guess 10 year old memories stay fresh.

I always sent this pain below,
secrets he said nobody could know.

Sorrow is a slower form of suffocation,
the reason that these blades became my salvation.

Every detail so carefully plotted,
every T crossed and every I dotted.

They’ll all be asleep as my plan goes into effect,
I kept things cool so they’d never suspect.

A nice, long, hot shower,
talk with my blade for about an hour.

Get out and finish those little blue pills,
who here knows that Tylenol PM kills?

Swallow down with my bottle of Rum,
continue to cut and quietly hum.

Deeper and closer each time it slides,
it’s easier ‘cause I’m not what decides.

The room starts to spin and the blade falls with a “ting”,
Eyes closed, “Take me away” I quietly sing.

Falling slowly to my knees, then the floor,
Open my eyes and realize, I’m not here anymore.




Copyright © Shadows_In_The_Darkness ... [ 2006-12-21 16:04:23]
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Re: The Plan (User Rating: 1 )
by EddieDean on Thursday, 21st December 2006 @ 04:12:46 PM AEST
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Wow, such sadness and pain in your write. Its very good, but oh so sad. I strongly object to suicide for many reasons, one I turned into a poem called "With This...". Read it, a dear friend of mine ended her life, and I to this day regret not seeing the signs until its too late.

People are here for you, we're here for you on this site. Feel free to PM me anytime, I'll chat.


Hopefully the sun will shine down on your soul soon.


Mike


Re: The Plan (User Rating: 1 )
by RandyBabyx3 on Thursday, 21st December 2006 @ 04:25:54 PM AEST
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Wow. This is a really good poem. It really means something more to me than words. It describes a lot of people I know and makes me feel sad. Its a really good write.
♥Miranda


Re: The Plan (User Rating: 1 )
by BrokenSavior on Thursday, 21st December 2006 @ 05:13:52 PM AEST
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I am glad your still here. Pain is always the bridge to unhappiness. Allow the cuts to heal and let your mind be at ease. Many love you. Just allow them to come into your life and accept them. People around you can help ease pain, take it from me.
BrokenSavior




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