Final Note
30 January, 2003
Author: Coma
I have no reason to live
No reason to breath
I just want to end it all
and then you'll see.
I cant get good grades
can't hold a steady job,
I've never even been kissed,
besides by my mom.
I just wonder why?
God makes me go through this pain
People just say I'm "mad" and going insane
But they don't know the life that I live!
They don't go through the stuff that I do,
If they did then they'd want to put a bullet in their head like I do.
I see no reason to live!
Just want to end it right now,
I have no future,
so why must I go on?
I won't have a good job,
or a wife and kids to,
So I'm going to load this gun
and see what I can do.
So this is my note,
to anyone who's ever cared,
which isnt very many,
much to my despair.
So this is my goodbye,
don't worry about me,
I'm going to a better place,
only if you could see.
So I'm pulling the trigger now,
no time for hugs and kisses,
so please take all my best wishes.
GOODBYE
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Comments on this poem/writing:
luc (68.74.113.218) -- Saturday, February 1 2003, 07:34 am shit... hopefully your not going to actually do that. but if you are going to go through it , which i think you shouldnt, ask if you could bring a friend .... |
Nicole (69.3.125.143) -- Saturday, February 1 2003, 06:45 pm I hope you are not really going to do that. Right now you may think that it would all be better if you did die, but it wouldnt because you have a whole better life before you,and you just have to get through the crap to get to the good stuff sometimes. I know what you mean though, how you feel.. |
Coma (205.188.199.184) -- Sunday, February 2 2003, 03:31 am Im not doing any of that stuff, its just sometimes when Im upset I like to write dark poems like that. It makes me feel better. lol, thanks for your concern though. |
Xeracy (204.113.161.185) -- Wednesday, February 5 2003, 05:15 pm I'm there just about everyday. I know what it's like. Writing poetry is good therapy. Keep to it. :) |
martin vann (67.28.93.13) -- Thursday, February 6 2003, 01:47 am Coma, your plea was heard for oh, I'd say the ten billiont time, for desperate soles cry out all the time. Not to belittle your poem, very good I think. One response you generated was from Luc, she asked if you are going to do it, is it like, a package deal, do your self and bring a friend sort of thing? Hey, Luc, what the hell are you talking about? If you are fed up with life, can't pay the rent, call me, I will help you out. I need to keep you around, you seem to like my work. But hey, I prefer your flesh and blood. What is going on with you Luc? Let us know, Coma is fine, my concern is about you. Pamela, Xreacy, Cap., help me out here! Martin |
Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Saturday, April 12 2003, 11:39 pm This is an awsome poem! But it really scares me. I want you and everyone else here. Dont kill youselfs its not worth it! If anyone is ever thinking about killing them self then tell me whats wrong and why e-mail me at (snip- no email address)just dont kill youself! |
Brittany Walker (66.244.0.36) -- Thursday, November 20 2003, 07:06 pm VERY GOOD PEOM....I WROTE SOMETHING FOR YOU..... DONT WORY YOUL GET THROUGH IT SOME WAY SOME HOW I NOW IT SOUNDS LIKE BULL SHIT BUT IN THE END YOULL SAY WOW I LOVE THE PEOM YOU WROTE AND THE THINGS THAT WERE SAID I WROTE THE SAME THING ON MY NOTE I WANTED TO BLOWE OFF MY HEAD YOU GO THROUGH ROUGH TIME IN YOUR LIFE AND THIS IS ONE OF THEM PLEASE JUST PUT DOWN THE KNIFE AND COUNT OUTLOUDLY TO TEN I KNOW IT SOUNDS CRAZY COMEING FROM SOMEONE YOU DONT KNOW BUT BELIEVE ME I UNDERSTAND AND YES I DO KNOW IV BEEN TO MENTAL HEALTH 6 TIMES BECAUSE OF THIS SHIT IVE GOT 20 THOUSAND DOLLAR FINDS AND THREW MANY DIFFERENT FITS BUT SOON AFTER THAT THINGS STARTING LOOKING UP FOR ME THATS WHY I HAVE FAITH NOW AS YOU ALL CAN SEE SO KEEP LIVING MOMENT AFTER DAY AND YOU WILL SOON SEE THERE IS ANOTHER WAY ALL THE THINGS YOU THOUGHT WERNT TRUE HAVE FALLEN INTO PLACE EVEN THOUGH THERE ARE ONLY A FEW THEY ARE HAPPENING RIGHT INFRONT OF YORU FACE. GOOD LUCK!!!!! |
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