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Array ( [sid] => 61142 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => When The Time Is Right... [time] => 2004-08-23 16:02:18 [hometext] => I was thinking of suicide... AGAIN! i'm not now though, so don't worry. This was a nightmare, then it grew [bodytext] => Crimson blood drips down silently.
It splashes on the floor.
I hear the noise as the drops fall down.
And they scream out for no more!

Black silence fills the room,
As more poison becomes re-moved.
A shell of blood coats my arm,
My breath is fast, and I can't feel calm.

I can't quit!
So I’ll never be free.
I’m a self-harmer,
THIS IS ME.

I wake with the thoughts circling in my head.
I shake at the thought of ending up dead.

... Yet, I’ll wait my turn,
Then take a knife to my skin.
Because this borderline burns.
Like a pierce of an open edged tin.

This addiction is tough,
And I can't take the wait.
Of holding on,
And getting more drained.

So I’ll wait a bit,
Until the time is right.
Then slit my wrist.
'Coz life's a worthless fight...
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When The Time Is Right...

Contributed by deathdrop on Monday, 23rd August 2004 @ 04:02:18 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

Crimson blood drips down silently.
It splashes on the floor.
I hear the noise as the drops fall down.
And they scream out for no more!

Black silence fills the room,
As more poison becomes re-moved.
A shell of blood coats my arm,
My breath is fast, and I can't feel calm.

I can't quit!
So I’ll never be free.
I’m a self-harmer,
THIS IS ME.

I wake with the thoughts circling in my head.
I shake at the thought of ending up dead.

... Yet, I’ll wait my turn,
Then take a knife to my skin.
Because this borderline burns.
Like a pierce of an open edged tin.

This addiction is tough,
And I can't take the wait.
Of holding on,
And getting more drained.

So I’ll wait a bit,
Until the time is right.
Then slit my wrist.
'Coz life's a worthless fight...

Copyright Â© deathdrop ... [ 2004-08-23 16:02:18]
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Re: When The Time Is Right... (User Rating: 1 )
by MLCstar on Monday, 23rd August 2004 @ 05:06:50 PM AEST
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Again, good job. the courage is still there. poetry is a good release of emotions. from someone who again can relate to your thoughts here, I say well done.

Re: When The Time Is Right... (User Rating: 1 )
by LiquidChaos on Wednesday, 25th August 2004 @ 06:15:14 PM AEST
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Amen to that Rosie...Although I wish it wasn't so. Hang in there! Congrats on yet another great write.

Addie

Re: When The Time Is Right... (User Rating: 1 )
by skyblumoon on Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 01:31:33 PM AEST
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Great write. I hope you don't try it again. Stick to writing about it. It helps release the pain and anger.
Blu

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