Suicide pt. 8, by little_irish_rose
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Did you ever look into the mirror,
and not know what to say?
Did you ever go through life,
wishing for your last day?
Did you ever take a knife,
and put it to your veins,
because you couldnt stand to live,
it was driving you insane?
Have you ever been surrounded by blood,
and knew it was your own?
Have you ever dreaded waking up,
or hated going home?
Have you ever had your heart ripped out,
and held before your eyes?
Have you ever lived your life,
with a smile as a disguise?
Well I know I have,
and the truth was made to hide...
But everything came out,
when I committed suicide...... |
Posted: 2005-12-11 04:07:29 UTC |
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2006-11-06 00:46:19 | User |
This is painfully true..I can totally relate every myself..every line of this poem is just..well...awesome.. |