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Contributed by deadbloodyrose on Thursday, 17th June 2004 @ 02:09:28 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



As I look down I realize my nails haven't been cut for weeks
They're growing so long and the enamel is so strong
Then I think my life is incredibly painful and with no meaning
In a split second I decide its time to put it to an end
Gently I run my fingers across my skin careful not to dig in
Then I pull out my long depressed note from my bag
I lay it in the center of the floor for everyone to see
The telephone rings and I quietly and very slowly answer
Its one of those damn sales people so I hang it up
I go back to my bed where I had been laying
I slowly pull my black shirt up so it's out of the way
Then I pull my sleeves up off my fingertips to my shoulders
I rest my hand over my chest right above my heart
With one quick motion I puncture the skin with my nails
I keep dragging and reaching in until I find what I'm looking for
The thing that has been broken so many times before
My heart is thumping and pounding against my hand
I grasp it with my closed fist and hold tightly
Suddenly I find the strength to rip it out
In my hand I hold the thing that's caused me so much pain
I stare it through tearful eyes and begin to cry
I throw it on the floor and smash it cuz it's already broken
In an instant I feel warm and calm and peaceful
There is a bright soothing light shining on me
I feel like I'm rising and I look down and see me
My lifeless body on the floor and still holding my heart
I see my mom go downstairs and find the body
I hear her shrieks and see her fall crying
My dad races downstairs, he is shocked but not sad
Then I'm out of the world and face to face with my father




Copyright © deadbloodyrose ... [ 2004-06-17 14:09:28]
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Re: heart (User Rating: 1 )
by Living_In_My_Dream on Thursday, 17th June 2004 @ 02:32:05 PM AEST
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wow, that was crazy...I could like see that in my head...I hope you dont do that....I really hope you dont...but that was an awesome write very very powerful....5/5
much love,
Dani
read and comment my stuff if you want Id love to hear what you think


Re: heart (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Thursday, 17th June 2004 @ 03:25:36 PM AEST
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another great write

pixie xx




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