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Array ( [sid] => 151025 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Gentle Suicide [time] => 2009-06-25 03:24:43 [hometext] => [bodytext] => lay on my back i stare at the sky,
at the gentle clouds as the pass by,
little white plumes in the sky so blue,
i imagine shapes and dream of you.

the warm hot sun it burns my skin,
i feel the heat from deep within,
but the cold blue sky turns into grey,
the sun is cold and fades away.

i look up at the rooftiles of the ward so bleak,
i hear the heart monitor and its infernal beep.
the medic rush to save my life,
that i tried to end with this razor shap knife.

the coats of doctors are the faded white,
just like my heart as i give up the fight.
slowly do i drift away
into the dust of another day.

into a meadow i do run,
i feel the gentle breeze and the beating sun.
i am truely one with me,
i've lost my pain
and its set me free. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 205 [topic] => 43 [informant] => bigbadblinkybill [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

Gentle Suicide

Contributed by bigbadblinkybill on Thursday, 25th June 2009 @ 03:24:43 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

lay on my back i stare at the sky,
at the gentle clouds as the pass by,
little white plumes in the sky so blue,
i imagine shapes and dream of you.

the warm hot sun it burns my skin,
i feel the heat from deep within,
but the cold blue sky turns into grey,
the sun is cold and fades away.

i look up at the rooftiles of the ward so bleak,
i hear the heart monitor and its infernal beep.
the medic rush to save my life,
that i tried to end with this razor shap knife.

the coats of doctors are the faded white,
just like my heart as i give up the fight.
slowly do i drift away
into the dust of another day.

into a meadow i do run,
i feel the gentle breeze and the beating sun.
i am truely one with me,
i've lost my pain
and its set me free.

Copyright © bigbadblinkybill ... [ 2009-06-25 03:24:43]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Gentle Suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Thursday, 25th June 2009 @ 07:19:17 PM AEST
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so sad. . . nicely done. elle

Re: Gentle Suicide (User Rating: 1 )
by micka on Friday, 26th June 2009 @ 03:10:33 PM AEST
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i love the poem, whats the inspiration, and is it really a happy ending?

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