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His Final Good Bye (fiction)

Contributed by KishaLovesCare126 on Saturday, 30th April 2005 @ 02:59:26 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



His Final Good Bye
4/7/05
12:52:19 AM

Dear mom and dad
While I hang from the ceiling fan
Don't be angry or shed your tears
This was my fault I let the people
Who tortured me, I let them win.

Every day you would ask me how I was
The same reply would be "yea, I'm fine"
Deep inside under my skin beneath my bones
I wasn’t okay I was alone, afraid of my self
Couldn’t handle seeing everyone I loved how I let them down.

I wanted you both to help me
I was scared what would happen if I’d let you both in
Now its to late I took my own life I’ll swim in sins
To many times I asked for help from the mighty lord
And every time my prayers never answered I bled on my floor.

I love you both very much
Don’t think of this as your fault’s
I was coward to save my own life to believe in god
Each day you’ll understand a little bit more about my hidden life
You’ll both move on survive this terrible pain
This is my final good bye. Love Always, Your Son.




Copyright © KishaLovesCare126 ... [ 2005-04-30 02:59:26]
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Re: His Final Good Bye (fiction) (User Rating: 1 )
by Butterflygirl40 on Saturday, 30th April 2005 @ 05:15:15 AM AEST
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this is a very sad poem! but good.


Re: His Final Good Bye (fiction) (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Saturday, 30th April 2005 @ 10:42:22 AM AEST
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That is a true sad write. The flow was a bit choppy however the connection of thoughts convayed well chosen. I believe the final line pretty much says it all. Good write.

Whisper


Re: His Final Good Bye (fiction) (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Saturday, 30th April 2005 @ 05:18:31 PM AEST
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wow Care this was really hard to read. I
know it was fiction but this described me so
well. The second stanza in particular as well as:

"To many times I asked for help from the mighty lord
And every time my prayers never answered I bled on my floor. "

Wow yeah I can relate to this so much. I love
this, but it brings back a lot of painful
memories... thanks for sharing this though.

Bobo (Joel)




Re: His Final Good Bye (fiction) (User Rating: 1 )
by waos on Saturday, 30th April 2005 @ 05:25:27 PM AEST
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I agree with Joel. One thing that made me think was the bleeding on the floor
part when God didn't answer. That makes me feel regret over the past. I never
used to listen for God, never used to ask for help and want it at the same time.

Good job writing this, it really made me think and remember.

~Waos/Kara




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