Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
||||
Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 29-May 16:25:42 AEST | ||
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
Array
(
[sid] => 31288
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Leaving
[time] => 2004-01-10 17:31:42
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => I run this razor firmly across my wrists It's all too much, this is it I can't take it, it's time to go Death is upon me lerking slow And all I needed was to be free And all I wanted was to be me All I wanted was to be loved To never feel like it wasn't enough All I wanted was to be with my friends To have the good times never end With two slices the blood starts to seep As I see the ones I care about start to weep My blood runs freely and hits the floor On this earth I'll be no more Remember who I was and not what I've done Remember all the nights we had fun I'm sorry you're hurting but you must move on As everything now is gone. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 347 [topic] => 36 [informant] => CuttersAngel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
|