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Array ( [sid] => 92889 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Her Unhappy Ending (duet) [time] => 2005-05-01 03:32:20 [hometext] => again me and her wrote another one:) [bodytext] => 4/30/2005, 9:54 PM


A never ending story goes on for ever more...
Staring at the wall just looking at the door....
Waiting for an answer to speak to me still...
Lying in the cold room chill.

Afraid to answer the questions...
Afraid of what it’s in store…
Want to get past the problem…
Because tonight it is leaven a sore.

The pain surges...
Groaning at my brain...
Wishing it would go away...
All of it's a strain.

Between my sheets stain the lies…
Under my pillow are the tears I hide…
These pages blank and white on them,
My feelings I’ve tried to write…
When does the day time turn to light?

I look at the ceiling wishing I was gone....
Just far away, away from home....
They yell at me...
I've taken it for too long...
It’s the end of the sad song.

With a razor pressed on my skin…
Blood is pouring from deep within…
On my floor covered in blood,
They better be careful of this flood.

Too much pain I cause myself...
Family pictures on the shelf...
And I look and see them smiling bright...
Is what I’m doing really right?

© Caitlin Lambert and Care Strom
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 36 [informant] => KishaLovesCare126 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
Her Unhappy Ending (duet)

Contributed by KishaLovesCare126 on Sunday, 1st May 2005 @ 03:32:20 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



4/30/2005, 9:54 PM


A never ending story goes on for ever more...
Staring at the wall just looking at the door....
Waiting for an answer to speak to me still...
Lying in the cold room chill.

Afraid to answer the questions...
Afraid of what it’s in store…
Want to get past the problem…
Because tonight it is leaven a sore.

The pain surges...
Groaning at my brain...
Wishing it would go away...
All of it's a strain.

Between my sheets stain the lies…
Under my pillow are the tears I hide…
These pages blank and white on them,
My feelings I’ve tried to write…
When does the day time turn to light?

I look at the ceiling wishing I was gone....
Just far away, away from home....
They yell at me...
I've taken it for too long...
It’s the end of the sad song.

With a razor pressed on my skin…
Blood is pouring from deep within…
On my floor covered in blood,
They better be careful of this flood.

Too much pain I cause myself...
Family pictures on the shelf...
And I look and see them smiling bright...
Is what I’m doing really right?

© Caitlin Lambert and Care Strom




Copyright © KishaLovesCare126 ... [ 2005-05-01 03:32:20]
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Re: Her Unhappy Ending (duet) (User Rating: 1 )
by girish on Sunday, 1st May 2005 @ 04:38:51 AM AEST
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This is another piece of Suicide poetry that I read. My life even had been of that kind. read my poems they will give you the way to overcome. When there is an end, be it happy or unhappy, there`s a beginning. If winter comes, can the spring be far behind?
girish.


Re: Her Unhappy Ending (duet) (User Rating: 1 )
by sride686 on Sunday, 1st May 2005 @ 08:21:46 AM AEST
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A very visual write well done. When you read it you can really feel the pain and it feels like your in the room. Much enjoyed but know this is never the answer. I to have though of this but have to much pain to quit on life and my family and friends. I write of loss and death a lot but those are just my thoughts on paper as I believe yours are. Take care and know you have friends here….Steve




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