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Array ( [sid] => 47659 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The begining [time] => 2004-05-15 16:12:34 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I'm falling to the ground
with a razor in my hand
no one is around to hear me
I ask god for forgivness
as i slowly begin to die
when my body becomes more numb
i slowly close my eyes
There are no more tears that can express my fears
thats haunting me every day
as I begin to cut my wrist there's nothing else left to say
My need for help was demanding with no one under standing
I ended up with my last resort
this pain i felt has been everlasting
but now it ends today
before i die I close my eyes
and slowly begin to pray
I pray to god to ease my pain and
end my suffering today
I'm laying on the hollowed floor
blinded by the razors shine
I'm laying in a pool of blood
looking at what I've done
I've finally done it and now its ending
but i soon realize it was only
the begining. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 36 [informant] => alwys2nv [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
The begining

Contributed by alwys2nv on Saturday, 15th May 2004 @ 04:12:34 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I'm falling to the ground
with a razor in my hand
no one is around to hear me
I ask god for forgivness
as i slowly begin to die
when my body becomes more numb
i slowly close my eyes
There are no more tears that can express my fears
thats haunting me every day
as I begin to cut my wrist there's nothing else left to say
My need for help was demanding with no one under standing
I ended up with my last resort
this pain i felt has been everlasting
but now it ends today
before i die I close my eyes
and slowly begin to pray
I pray to god to ease my pain and
end my suffering today
I'm laying on the hollowed floor
blinded by the razors shine
I'm laying in a pool of blood
looking at what I've done
I've finally done it and now its ending
but i soon realize it was only
the begining.




Copyright © alwys2nv ... [ 2004-05-15 16:12:34]
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Re: The begining (User Rating: 1 )
by carebear on Saturday, 15th May 2004 @ 06:27:00 PM AEST
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Hello,
honestly I gotta tell ya this poem was pretty damn good if I do say so my self I write poems like this mostly thats whut mine are about but we're not talkin bout mine so i'll shut up lol...Keep Writen dear poet,friend you've done a awesome job!


-Care-


Re: The begining (User Rating: 1 )
by flat_line on Saturday, 15th May 2004 @ 06:55:22 PM AEST
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Very nicely written.
If this is where you coming from, ive been there too and i hope you feel better
--Lauren


Re: The begining (User Rating: 1 )
by Delusions on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 06:04:39 AM AEST
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wow... so very well written!!! i can relate to this poem alot... keep em coming ~delusions~




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