Your Poetry Dot Com - You want to end your life. part one

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Then take the knife
And cut it deep vertically
Don’t go horizontal, don’t do it half way do it right

Make yourself a noose
Make it fit your neck loose
You’ll know you did it right
When the rope pulls tight

If you go through
Then these are my final words to you
You’re a fool I show no sympathy
You won’t have my empathy

Don’t be foolish nothing to live for?
If you’re so blind the there’s the door
I’ll help if you if you really don’t care
I’m here live for me if that’s not enough

You can lie all you want about wanting to end your life
You’ll be sitting there holding the knife
Scared “what will happen on the other side”
Nothing for you my friend there’s no glory in suicide

You quit not because you have nothing to live for
You can’t handle it all; your making of the mind went loose
So here’s the door
Put noose around your neck
You I’ll never forget

You’re a fool but you’re a friend
Why do you want it to end?
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You want to end your life. part one
Date: Sunday, 1st November 2009 @ 08:08:09 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Voice of the Silent

You say you want to end your life
Then take the knife
And cut it deep vertically
Don’t go horizontal, don’t do it half way do it right

Make yourself a noose
Make it fit your neck loose
You’ll know you did it right
When the rope pulls tight

If you go through
Then these are my final words to you
You’re a fool I show no sympathy
You won’t have my empathy

Don’t be foolish nothing to live for?
If you’re so blind the there’s the door
I’ll help if you if you really don’t care
I’m here live for me if that’s not enough

You can lie all you want about wanting to end your life
You’ll be sitting there holding the knife
Scared “what will happen on the other side”
Nothing for you my friend there’s no glory in suicide

You quit not because you have nothing to live for
You can’t handle it all; your making of the mind went loose
So here’s the door
Put noose around your neck
You I’ll never forget

You’re a fool but you’re a friend
Why do you want it to end?

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