Array ( [sid] => 24177 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => The Death Noose [time] => 2003-10-01 09:35:00 [hometext] => I just wrote this now after getting into a fight w/my older sister(she's 20!) who then lied 2 my parents which got me introuble again......I always felt @ peace when I thought about taking my own life...but I am okay!...don't worry everyone!! [bodytext] => I miss feeling that noose around my neck,
To me these times were my best,
My life has had enough,
I'm constantly the diamond in the rough.
I hate feeling like the black sheep,
And the one that doesn't belong,
Constant altercations,
Which in the end make me wrong.
Tired of being hated for who I am,
I wish the noose would get tighter,
My lungs no more to expand.
Tired of trying to keep my feelings in,
My tears constantly feel like a sin,
I feel like a coward to cry,
And through all of the confrontations,
I wish I would have just died.
But it all comes back to the same situation,
Counting down the time,
On whether or not my life I should be erasing.
I cry out to Heaven to save me,
But no one answers my call,
A hang my head in defeat,
Too scared to end it all.
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking,
Six feet is too deep for my head,
So I gain control,
Through my tears I shed.
I know if I tighten that noose and take my last breath,
Peace I will find,
Through my sucidial death.
I'm already drowning in my misery,
The bright lights I can see,
But there too far away,
They'll never come to me.
So I sit here with this neverending desire to end it all,
I forget my thoughts and tighten the noose around my neck,
And feel myself fall.

Heather Marie Hutchins



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The Death Noose
Date: Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 09:35:00 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: HedderMarie
I miss feeling that noose around my neck,
To me these times were my best,
My life has had enough,
I'm constantly the diamond in the rough.
I hate feeling like the black sheep,
And the one that doesn't belong,
Constant altercations,
Which in the end make me wrong.
Tired of being hated for who I am,
I wish the noose would get tighter,
My lungs no more to expand.
Tired of trying to keep my feelings in,
My tears constantly feel like a sin,
I feel like a coward to cry,
And through all of the confrontations,
I wish I would have just died.
But it all comes back to the same situation,
Counting down the time,
On whether or not my life I should be erasing.
I cry out to Heaven to save me,
But no one answers my call,
A hang my head in defeat,
Too scared to end it all.
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking,
Six feet is too deep for my head,
So I gain control,
Through my tears I shed.
I know if I tighten that noose and take my last breath,
Peace I will find,
Through my sucidial death.
I'm already drowning in my misery,
The bright lights I can see,
But there too far away,
They'll never come to me.
So I sit here with this neverending desire to end it all,
I forget my thoughts and tighten the noose around my neck,
And feel myself fall.

Heather Marie Hutchins





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