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I just wanted you to know.
I'm going to that place,
Where God said bad people go.

It started with one sleeping pill,
Wich turned into 10 and then 20,
Then started banging my wrist on the wall,
It actually felt kind of funny.

Everything started to get hazy,
All around me got so dim.
Then i started thinking,
About this, that, her, or, him.

My mind then proceeded filling itself,
Full of memories, and things.
And for some reason, oddly enough,
A thought of new beginnings.

My head slowly calmed,
And the world faded away.
I'm almost ready now,
But some part of me wanted to stay.

I woke up to really bright lights,
And blurry figures, in green clothing.
I had the worst head ache,
And the ringing in my ears wouldn't stop droning.

My eyes got a little bit clearer,
There were only nurses in the room.
I failed my attempt at suicide,
And wondered: "What's going to be my doom?"

Nothing happened when i got home,
At least not from what i could see.
Everyone was quiet though,
And my mother couldn't look at me.

My life's been changed and so have I,
Just because i lived.
I know I'll never do that again,
I'm still begging for loved ones to forgive.

So, yah! The old me died today,
I just wanted you to know.
And now she's going to that place,
Where God said bad people go. [comments] => 8 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 36 [informant] => xXx_lil_pyro_xXx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

The Day I Died

Contributed by xXx_lil_pyro_xXx on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 06:41:28 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

I died today,
I just wanted you to know.
I'm going to that place,
Where God said bad people go.

It started with one sleeping pill,
Wich turned into 10 and then 20,
Then started banging my wrist on the wall,
It actually felt kind of funny.

Everything started to get hazy,
All around me got so dim.
Then i started thinking,
About this, that, her, or, him.

My mind then proceeded filling itself,
Full of memories, and things.
And for some reason, oddly enough,
A thought of new beginnings.

My head slowly calmed,
And the world faded away.
I'm almost ready now,
But some part of me wanted to stay.

I woke up to really bright lights,
And blurry figures, in green clothing.
I had the worst head ache,
And the ringing in my ears wouldn't stop droning.

My eyes got a little bit clearer,
There were only nurses in the room.
I failed my attempt at suicide,
And wondered: "What's going to be my doom?"

Nothing happened when i got home,
At least not from what i could see.
Everyone was quiet though,
And my mother couldn't look at me.

My life's been changed and so have I,
Just because i lived.
I know I'll never do that again,
I'm still begging for loved ones to forgive.

So, yah! The old me died today,
I just wanted you to know.
And now she's going to that place,
Where God said bad people go.

Copyright © xXx_lil_pyro_xXx ... [ 2005-06-24 18:41:28]
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Re: The Day I Died (User Rating: 1 )
by feathercut on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 06:59:58 PM AEST
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im happy you went through what you did.... through poerty or in real life, liked this poem...
it shined light on your situation... and dimmed out just right

Re: The Day I Died (User Rating: 1 )
by jilted on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 07:03:15 PM AEST
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Good story! Congrats for having the strenght not to do it again.

Re: The Day I Died (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 07:08:54 PM AEST
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Well done!! (nice poem too ; ) ) I've been in this exact situation before, and can totally relate...Good for you. I hope things are better for you now. Really good expression in this write. PM me if you ever want someone to talk to...

Scorp.

Re: The Day I Died (User Rating: 1 )
by sprinter27 on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 09:09:33 PM AEST
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this was a strong (and excellent) poem from the beginning and to the end. i'm glad that you decided to not try suicide again and that's a good goal to achieve for, and i really hope that you achieve that goal! the poem was great, keep up the good work!!

wishing you the best of luck!

~sprints

Re: The Day I Died (User Rating: 1 )
by CarolinaBlue on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 09:13:06 PM AEST
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Well done from start to finish! Glad you're still with us, keep up the writing :-)

Re: The Day I Died (User Rating: 1 )
by justme03 on Monday, 27th June 2005 @ 08:28:54 PM AEST
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i loved this poem and the way it ended was spectacular. please dont do it again. from PMing you, you seem like an awesome person. i kno how it is tho to start anew after attempted suicide, only i went about it a different way. wish u the best
luv ya ~Kortnie~

Re: The Day I Died (User Rating: 1 )
by xXcrossedXx on Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 09:44:08 AM AEST
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This is great Karis! I love the little twist at the ending, you put a whole new perspective on suicide attempts for me, well done. Thank you for your thoughts you have a unique writing style and I love it! Keep it up... if it's not to hard for you, you might want to write about your friend... I don't know if you have already, I have two more of your poems to read... if you can't handle it don't do it, it was just a thought.

*hugs*
Your cuz,
.amanda.

Re: The Day I Died (User Rating: 1 )
by Kamal on Wednesday, 7th December 2005 @ 12:46:23 PM AEST
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Well I think you should live but contuinue to give life through words....
Peace & love

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