Death
18 February, 2004
Author: Megan
I want to die
I want to hang myself
until my breath is gone
I want to watch my blood
drip slowly to the floor
I want to hear my screams
echo off the walls
I wat to see the blacknes
as my body gives up
I want to feel the emptyness
that is left over.
I need to die
I need to get rid
of this hate inside
I need to cause pain
so I can rid myself of it
I need to lose myself
in the dripping blood
pooling at my feet
I want to die
I need to die
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Meridian (205.188.208.137) -- Sunday, February 22 2004, 03:23 am What you wrote was real deep. I hope you don't feel like this all the time. We won't be able to see your talent anymore. And plus, you know, I just hope you're not considering suicide. Ummmmmmmmm.......Please don't hate yourself. But, you have a very, very good talent! Don't let it go to waste. Believe in yourself. |
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