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Array ( [sid] => 63104 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Live or die? Commit suicide? Try to survive? [time] => 2004-09-09 10:30:15 [hometext] => I don’t want to live, but I’m scared of dieing. I’ve got loads of choices now… live or die, slit my wrists, over dose, run away… I can’t my life how it is, ad I know that people will be sad, but I can’t stay either… [bodytext] => Today was good,
But I still feel low.
… ‘Coz to die or live,
I just don’t know!

Die,
Or live,
Try,
Or commit?

Run away,
Or stay at home?
Slit my wrists,
Or over dose…
I JUST, DON’T KNOW…

Take all the crap,
‘Mental health’ give out.
Keep on telling my self,
They just don’t know what I’m about…

… What shall I do?
I don’t know…

Stand a risk,
Of going back into care.
Be put on a list,
Or get more faces that glare…

Jump of a building,
To prove I’m NOT playing games.
Break more than some bones,
Let the news papers know my name.

Walk out of school,
Letting every one see my bag,
Because every one knows MY BAG!
‘Coz it says “BLACK …?” on the tag.

What should I do?
I know they’ll cry,
If I die.
But I don’t want to live,
In the wars of attempting suicide.
And I don’t want to stay,
When the pain still collides…
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Live or die? Commit suicide? Try to survive?

Contributed by deathdrop on Thursday, 9th September 2004 @ 10:30:15 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

Today was good,
But I still feel low.
… ‘Coz to die or live,
I just don’t know!

Die,
Or live,
Try,
Or commit?

Run away,
Or stay at home?
Slit my wrists,
Or over dose…
I JUST, DON’T KNOW…

Take all the crap,
‘Mental health’ give out.
Keep on telling my self,
They just don’t know what I’m about…

… What shall I do?
I don’t know…

Stand a risk,
Of going back into care.
Be put on a list,
Or get more faces that glare…

Jump of a building,
To prove I’m NOT playing games.
Break more than some bones,
Let the news papers know my name.

Walk out of school,
Letting every one see my bag,
Because every one knows MY BAG!
‘Coz it says “BLACK …?” on the tag.

What should I do?
I know they’ll cry,
If I die.
But I don’t want to live,
In the wars of attempting suicide.
And I don’t want to stay,
When the pain still collides…

Copyright Â© deathdrop ... [ 2004-09-09 10:30:15]
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Re: Live or die? Commit suicide? Try to survive? (User Rating: 1 )
by screwup on Thursday, 9th September 2004 @ 10:58:50 AM AEST
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AWWWW... I really understand the pain you are in... and it is awful trying to make this really tough decsion... I wake up every morning feeling the same, and I don't know what to do...just know that you are loved... and you ALWAYS will have a friend in me. Never doubt that...
great write and I want you to keep writing.
~Deanna

Re: Live or die? Commit suicide? Try to survive? (User Rating: 1 )
by AspenGlow on Thursday, 9th September 2004 @ 04:01:01 PM AEST
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Do what I do when it gets so bad outside......come in here to read and write......mostly read because then I know I'm not alone.

Thanks for sharing this, am there alot of the time.

Re: Live or die? Commit suicide? Try to survive? (User Rating: 1 )
by LiquidChaos on Friday, 10th September 2004 @ 09:19:53 AM AEST
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dammit rosie. I don't know what to do to help you anymore. you won't talk to me, and if you don't talk to anyone things will just get worse. i understand maybe this was just the way you felt at a certain time. maybe you don't feel like that anymore. but your poems are getting more and more suicidal by the day. you used to write mostly dark poetry, but now it seems like all you think about is killing yourself. i'm not saying that's wierd--i've been there. but talk to me!

addie

Re: Live or die? Commit suicide? Try to survive? (User Rating: 1 )
by blackholesun on Saturday, 25th September 2004 @ 08:52:16 AM AEST
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suicide is the cowards way out!life is hard i know but from our pain we grow,
i know this world is un bearable sometimes god, we all know that,i too have these problems and im not gonna lie they dont just go away its is hard,but worth it. itried to kill myself when i was 13 ,i took a bunch of my moms perscrition pain killers,i almost had to have a kidney removed,they pumped my stomach and sent me home the next day,i was glad that i lived,because when i was dieng it was the scarriest thing i have ever felt,its not just going to sleep,you can feel your soul in pain,the after affects were horrible too,some hair fell out,my familly and friends have never treated me sane since then,and i didnt solve anything,i should have just talked to someone,instead of being a chicken and trying to give up,i hope that my words inspire you to be strong and want to live you are a powerfull woman dont let anyone controll the way you make yourself feel.

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