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[aid] => Mick
[title] => What the End Is Like
[time] => 2002-12-14 20:20:00
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[bodytext] => Should I?
Could I? Would? The confusion races through your head You woke up again this morning alive unforutnetly You are always depressed when will it end? All the suffering, pain and tourture It just won't go away that feeling that distinct feeling That there will be no tomorrow so again you trudge through the day smiling that fake smile flexing that fake strength holding back those tears you are so alone just trying to yell for help but you just can't find the words You sit alone at home now and begin to cry Then you bring the knife to your wrist This is your relief your unknown pain relief that no one can ever know The cold steel slices The Rush oh you feel so much you feel strangely better like everything else was ok but the feeling quickly fades so you slit again and again and again and again Then you look and see what you've done and the self-hate returns so you grab the pills one swallow, two swallow three, four, five.... until the room begins to spin Questions race through your head 'Should I?' Thoughts race through your head 'I'm hurting people who love me!' The hesitation 'I HAVE TO STOP!' but its now too late slowly the world fades so you were right there was no tomorrow -P@ [comments] => 5 [counter] => 214 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Patterz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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