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[sid] => 50935
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Echoes of Loneliness
[time] => 2004-06-08 09:16:36
[hometext] => I wrote this about my sister who lost her son, I tried to put into words what she must of went through
[bodytext] => The sound of loneliness still echoes in the room Emptiness seems to consume me as People are all around taking pictures Asking questions I hear their voices but its as if They are speaking a foreign language. I hear someone say it was a suicide He put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger Damn shame they said, he was only 16. An officer approaches me and asks me to identify My son. As I approach the living room sofa I notice the blood spatters and drips all along The wall behind him Painting a self-portrait of him. I remember telling the officer Yes that is my baby, I looked over at him and fell to my knees Begging him to please stop this Confusion and tell me he was all right. I felt someone grab my arm from behind And usher me out of the room. I felt as if I was being sucked Into the vortex of a tornado And I was being slashed around Violently and everything around Me delivers blow after blow From the debris that the storm had consumed As they carried my son out of the House on the stretcher Someone approaches me and hands me a piece of paper We found a note You need to read this Dear Mom, I’m sorry I couldn’t take it anymore I’m finally free Free from this world of loneliness That has haunted me. I never meant to hurt you I Love you, Mike Suddenly everything seemed So real My son was gone. How could this be, why didn’t I see it coming How could he feel so lonely that he had to do this? That night as I went to check for my son In his room The loneliness echoed through out Only this time I could hear it loud and clear. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 36 [informant] => sweetansexy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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