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When no-one is listening
By silentninja
I found those buried emotions today
Those unwanted feelings I kept
a bay
My past lies I wanted them all taken away
Its not who I
am today
I have dug a million holes
Each hole is filled
with a river of tears
I aim to dig deeper
In hope I'll drown
I am now fearless
Fearless In the sense I could not care less
My emotions are far from my very best
It was till now my emotions
were surpressed
I will be seeing someone today
Someone
who I cannot cancel
I dream of the grim reaper
Yet he's too busy
for my fantasy
I've been awake all night
In less than half
an hour I will cry
On my wrist I will hold the knife
I just want
to end it all tonight
It will never happen
I'm a coward
Death is my fantasy
A dream out of my reach
I will ignore
every knock at my door
Let the post pile the floor
Bring concern
home once more
As my body obstructs them all
I'd rather
you hate me for everything I am
Then you can forget me
Truth
is I've been dead for a long time
There is just one final peace to
the puzzle
The clock continues to tick
Here I remain to
sit
Have I taken my life yet?
Will this be my last breathe?
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Copyright 2011 silentninja
Published on Friday, March 25, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
This is a very fearful place to be, as I'm quickly learning, though I hope death is not all we will dream about.. It is not that I have hope for something better, I just hate to see the ones on top win. This was a fine read for all its resemblance.
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A former member wrote:
Cheers to a good poem about suicide!
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