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itotallycantdraw-woo — Suicide Note
Published: 2013-12-16 19:57:11 +0000 UTC; Views: 992; Favourites: 26; Downloads: 0
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I couldn't quite explainWhy I wanted to kill myself.
Maybe it was my desire to drink myself into oblivion
Or the craving to leave a slew of little lines all over my body.
Maybe it was the memories of you
And the terror of all the things you did to me,
My only problem for over a year,
And I couldn't get away.
At this point I have a warped perception of love.
I feel my pours clog with hatred,
As I can feel myself disintegrate into unimportance,
Never to be truly loved.
Maybe it was my awakened sleep
That couldn't protect me from the shadow
Of the darkest nights.
Demons suck my soul out through my lips,
A kiss like yours that stings in the morning.
As my eyes feel heavy from vodka,
I head to the medicine cabinet
To erase every trace of you left in me.
I dream of the music they might play,
When all are dressed in black
And tears coat caked faces.
They cry over the memory of me,
My damaged flesh meaning nothing.
We all know it never did.
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Comments: 11
Shew, that is some really deep stuff, dearie. I hope that there is a poem contrary to this one...showing the bright side of it all, maybe?
Sadly I know that many will probably relate to this....way too many people, relating way to well. Great job using a real topic and bringing it out into the open. It does make me worry about you. I do hope all is well, also.
However I will say that it is very challenging as a writer to write about something you have little to no experience with, so if that were the case for you (which I hope) then this is a remarkable job and you did well putting "yourself" in someone else's shoes.
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I love long, meaningful comments! ^_^ Thank you so much. Don't worry too much about me, I'm ok. It is inspired by my own feelings and emotions and certain lines point to very specific events and people in my life, but I am not suicidal, nor have I ever attempted. I may have the thoughts sometimes, but I never would really do it, which is why I write stuff like this. It's my way to let the feelings escape. It's like once the words are written on a page, there's less to deal with in my mind, like I've released something. I used to write a lot on subjects where I didn't have much experience, but lately, I haven't liked to do that as much. It feels so much more meaningful coming from my own heart, my own emotion.
Thank you for your caring comment! <3
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All is well. Thank you
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Haha thank you!
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Thank you
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