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[sid] => 88333
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => NightMare
[time] => 2005-03-22 11:07:23
[hometext] => I wrote this as a rememberance of how much my life means to me.
[bodytext] => I'm alone in my room, lying on my bed. Thinking of my painful life, I wish that I were dead. My soul inside my body, has long disappeared. My heart has begun to burn, no body really cares. I can't feel my pulse, I can hardly breath. Does god really care, can't he hear me grieve. The blade is in my hand now, I'm shaking really bad. I can't hear my heart anymore, does god know I'm sad. Should I use the knife, or hang myself instead. Or take a gun and load it, and cock it towards my head. I choose the gun instead, it would kill me faster. The longer that I am alive, the more I become sadder. I load a bullet in the chamber, and cock it back once. I pulled the trigger back, oh god what have I done. The next thing that I see, I see me dead. My friends and family are crying, what have I done to them. I guess they really did care, but now it is to late. I'm gone and cant go back now, was this really my fate. I feel so awful inside, I feel truly bad. that I could ever hurt them, god please send me back. I awake from that nightmare, with that gun in my hand. I am all so confused, I just don't understand. Tears are streaming down my face, as I try to comprehend. Did god make me look at, what really would have happened. My impulse of death had all disappeared, not wanting to return. The pain inside my soul was gone, my heart no longer burned. I got up from that spot and threw that gun away. I will never think of killing myself, and I will live another day. Kat Jo Gallegos 01-01-02 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 36 [informant] => katgallegos_21 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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