Poetry competition CLOSED 13th October 2012 11:15pm
WINNER
Haruhi888 (BarelyBreathing)
Haruhi888 (BarelyBreathing)
RUNNERS-UP:
Joker
and epicRawrz
Leave Behind-Suicide Note
"Back To The Egg"
Good-bye my friend
I'm goin' back to the egg
Where no light ever shines
To the void of the mind
Leavin' life far behind
Yes my ship will be sailing tomorrow
Good-bye my dear
I'm goin' back to the egg
Where no one's ever been
So that I can't be seen
While I lie back and dream
Yes my dear I'll be dreaming about you
Leaving on that dirt road down there
'Cos you don't seem to care
And you've got them lying for you
But babe who's lyin' on you
Has he eyes enough to see through your smile?
Good-bye my love
I'm goin' back to the egg
Going to lie down and sleep
In the womb of the Earth
Back before my life's birth
Yes my love I'll be sleeping tomorrow
*03/25/1982
jj
Good-bye my friend
I'm goin' back to the egg
Where no light ever shines
To the void of the mind
Leavin' life far behind
Yes my ship will be sailing tomorrow
Good-bye my dear
I'm goin' back to the egg
Where no one's ever been
So that I can't be seen
While I lie back and dream
Yes my dear I'll be dreaming about you
Leaving on that dirt road down there
'Cos you don't seem to care
And you've got them lying for you
But babe who's lyin' on you
Has he eyes enough to see through your smile?
Good-bye my love
I'm goin' back to the egg
Going to lie down and sleep
In the womb of the Earth
Back before my life's birth
Yes my love I'll be sleeping tomorrow
*03/25/1982
jj
There is a point
Even the sun succumbs
Fading behind the hills
Darkness
I walk among you
you and your beautiful lives
hands holding hands
kisses into bated breath
mouths open, wanting,
and all I have
is darkness.
I speak no language
when I talk
no one really understands
I'm miscued in usage
lost in grammar
I resort to gestures
you resort to hypocrasy
I hate you and love you.
I want you and need you.
I am naked
inside out, pulsing
in veins, ruby with corpuscles
you touch me; I bleed
When you find me spent,
and you will,
laying in a body's blood
you will wonder why I'd done it.
You still never realize
your words, your lies,
you've done this to me.
Even the sun succumbs
Fading behind the hills
Darkness
I walk among you
you and your beautiful lives
hands holding hands
kisses into bated breath
mouths open, wanting,
and all I have
is darkness.
I speak no language
when I talk
no one really understands
I'm miscued in usage
lost in grammar
I resort to gestures
you resort to hypocrasy
I hate you and love you.
I want you and need you.
I am naked
inside out, pulsing
in veins, ruby with corpuscles
you touch me; I bleed
When you find me spent,
and you will,
laying in a body's blood
you will wonder why I'd done it.
You still never realize
your words, your lies,
you've done this to me.
The End
I sit here writing my last
This is my end and it shall be fast
Slit my wrists and crimson falls
Death won't stop it never stalls
Blood falls as memories do
And for those without a clue
This is my end I bleed before you
Listen and learn don't do as I do
Time is short this is sure
Sometimes earlier than before
Written in pixels on a screen
This blade will never be clean
Time is short as this is written
My time is gone and quickly forgotten
Darkness falls onto this life
Deepened thoughts my new wife
Written by eternal_darkness
I sit here writing my last
This is my end and it shall be fast
Slit my wrists and crimson falls
Death won't stop it never stalls
Blood falls as memories do
And for those without a clue
This is my end I bleed before you
Listen and learn don't do as I do
Time is short this is sure
Sometimes earlier than before
Written in pixels on a screen
This blade will never be clean
Time is short as this is written
My time is gone and quickly forgotten
Darkness falls onto this life
Deepened thoughts my new wife
Written by eternal_darkness
I am a plant that has grown where nothing else dared.
Out of folly, fear, love and trust, I have sprouted in a hidden place.
Grown, and grown and grown undetected – even by myself
So that now I have branches beyond belief.
My life is not my own, nor my roots, but only the beauty of the branches.
But these branches flew too high; and now they are removed
by tiny minds who see no design in the wind that shakes and moves us;
And an unwanted plant, no matter the kind, is a weed that must be uprooted.
Out of folly, fear, love and trust, I have sprouted in a hidden place.
Grown, and grown and grown undetected – even by myself
So that now I have branches beyond belief.
My life is not my own, nor my roots, but only the beauty of the branches.
But these branches flew too high; and now they are removed
by tiny minds who see no design in the wind that shakes and moves us;
And an unwanted plant, no matter the kind, is a weed that must be uprooted.
I am surrounded by a presumption
Laws, communities, relationships
All built to serve it
That life must survive, stay the course,
Steady on!
Yet this goes against all I have felt
In my heart, my mind, my soul.
My decisions, my loves, my religion
These have been chosen because I do not wish to live
Is this my nature? My very body?
Or a root? – to dig and scrape away until my final hour.
Laws, communities, relationships
All built to serve it
That life must survive, stay the course,
Steady on!
Yet this goes against all I have felt
In my heart, my mind, my soul.
My decisions, my loves, my religion
These have been chosen because I do not wish to live
Is this my nature? My very body?
Or a root? – to dig and scrape away until my final hour.
I’m going deep into the ground
And every word is the earth -
I will be buried.
For my words are reminders –
Of the distance; this separation.
So cover me with the earth,
Then it shall be manifested
That I am as physically removed
As I have been in spirit.
And every word is the earth -
I will be buried.
For my words are reminders –
Of the distance; this separation.
So cover me with the earth,
Then it shall be manifested
That I am as physically removed
As I have been in spirit.
Someone hurt me so long ago
I cannot remember who or when;
I carry this weight inside my chest
The hurt won’t go, it always remains;
Everyone hurts me since then.
The original sin; polluting all
Nothing untouched; nothing unscathed
Yet I cannot remember; I take it on faith
I carry this weight inside my chest; it will not go away
O Mother, O Father, I fear more than I love.
I hide my head each night to forget that which I cannot recall.
This weight in my chest –my guilt; it is not mine.
I’ve carried it so long it can never let go;
I carry it like people carry memories and emotions;
It controls.
Someone hurt me so long ago
I cannot remember who or when;
Abandonment,
Rejection,
FEAR,
Insecurity;
Someone hurt me so long ago; everyone hurts me since then.
I cannot remember who or when;
I carry this weight inside my chest
The hurt won’t go, it always remains;
Everyone hurts me since then.
The original sin; polluting all
Nothing untouched; nothing unscathed
Yet I cannot remember; I take it on faith
I carry this weight inside my chest; it will not go away
O Mother, O Father, I fear more than I love.
I hide my head each night to forget that which I cannot recall.
This weight in my chest –my guilt; it is not mine.
I’ve carried it so long it can never let go;
I carry it like people carry memories and emotions;
It controls.
Someone hurt me so long ago
I cannot remember who or when;
Abandonment,
Rejection,
FEAR,
Insecurity;
Someone hurt me so long ago; everyone hurts me since then.
The Irony in Finishing What You Ended Anyway.
“I used to be dark,
if you’d met me,
you’d know.
It was no act,
but reality.
You all watched the show.
Pills filled my room,
blades smelling like rust,
with the essence of smoke.
Bloody kisses on my arm,
and you sat around,
‘cause you thought it was a joke.
I had dreamed that you’d help,
or perhaps even notice,
I was losing my fight.
Well, it seems I lost.
Because I hit the bottom,
in my pointless life.
Here’s all that’s left,
just my bloody note.”
The mother read aloud,
"That's all she wrote."
“I used to be dark,
if you’d met me,
you’d know.
It was no act,
but reality.
You all watched the show.
Pills filled my room,
blades smelling like rust,
with the essence of smoke.
Bloody kisses on my arm,
and you sat around,
‘cause you thought it was a joke.
I had dreamed that you’d help,
or perhaps even notice,
I was losing my fight.
Well, it seems I lost.
Because I hit the bottom,
in my pointless life.
Here’s all that’s left,
just my bloody note.”
The mother read aloud,
"That's all she wrote."
That feeling of being forgotten
I know that feeling
The feeling of being left out
I know that feeling
The feeling of loneliness
I know that to
But no one cared
Not at all
I don't enjoy this pitiful life
Each and every day
Just one inch closer till I snap
Will anyone care?
I don't think so
Why do I bother writing this
I think today is the day
I can't take it anymore
The pills...
They look so inviting
I think I will take a couple or maybe...
The whole bottle... Yes that sounds
Well this is my goodbye
Goodbye godforsaken place
...Goodbye...
I know that feeling
The feeling of being left out
I know that feeling
The feeling of loneliness
I know that to
But no one cared
Not at all
I don't enjoy this pitiful life
Each and every day
Just one inch closer till I snap
Will anyone care?
I don't think so
Why do I bother writing this
I think today is the day
I can't take it anymore
The pills...
They look so inviting
I think I will take a couple or maybe...
The whole bottle... Yes that sounds
Well this is my goodbye
Goodbye godforsaken place
...Goodbye...
This isn't mine, but it deserves to be shared:
When Per Yngve Ohlin (the singer from a black metal band some high school friends of mine were obsessed with) shot himself he left a one line note on the door to his room:
"Please Excuse The Blood"
When Per Yngve Ohlin (the singer from a black metal band some high school friends of mine were obsessed with) shot himself he left a one line note on the door to his room:
"Please Excuse The Blood"
Anonymous
well im not much of a write i have writen one before please excuse my grammar i really hope to win
the worlds a cold place
these last 17 years ive the happyness
to be hounest its not like you want me around
when i cry theres no one there
when i scream out nightmares no ones there
when im alone and broken no one cares
they say carry on my wayward son therell be peace when you are done
i am done as i leave this last bit for my torrmenters
im a slave to the pain the beatings ive endured
the love ive never had the lies ive been told
but thats okay tho i spilled my heart out to those who i cherish most
as i do they laugh at me and my dreams
i see i get the point you want me gone
i see how this cold world frezzes your soul shatters it and grinds it up
if your lucky when you brake someone saves you olny to slam you down and brake you again
soo as i slice my unbareing flesh i leave this last line
goodbye cold world you have drained the life out of me
my soul no longer here its darkness i feel so i shall once and for all compleate you wish for me to be 6 feet under
</3
the worlds a cold place
these last 17 years ive the happyness
to be hounest its not like you want me around
when i cry theres no one there
when i scream out nightmares no ones there
when im alone and broken no one cares
they say carry on my wayward son therell be peace when you are done
i am done as i leave this last bit for my torrmenters
im a slave to the pain the beatings ive endured
the love ive never had the lies ive been told
but thats okay tho i spilled my heart out to those who i cherish most
as i do they laugh at me and my dreams
i see i get the point you want me gone
i see how this cold world frezzes your soul shatters it and grinds it up
if your lucky when you brake someone saves you olny to slam you down and brake you again
soo as i slice my unbareing flesh i leave this last line
goodbye cold world you have drained the life out of me
my soul no longer here its darkness i feel so i shall once and for all compleate you wish for me to be 6 feet under
</3
iwannadiekillmenow said:well im not much of a write i have writen one before please excuse my grammar i really hope to win
the worlds a cold place
these last 17 years ive the happyness
to be hounest its not like you want me around
when i cry theres no one there
when i scream out nightmares no ones there
when im alone and broken no one cares
they say carry on my wayward son therell be peace when you are done
i am done as i leave this last bit for my torrmenters
im a slave to the pain the beatings ive endured
the love ive never had the lies ive been told
but thats okay tho i spilled my heart out to those who i cherish most
as i do they laugh at me and my dreams
i see i get the point you want me gone
i see how this cold world frezzes your soul shatters it and grinds it up
if your lucky when you brake someone saves you olny to slam you down and brake you again
soo as i slice my unbareing flesh i leave this last line
goodbye cold world you have drained the life out of me
my soul no longer here its darkness i feel so i shall once and for all compleate you wish for me to be 6 feet under
</3
dont, please
the worlds a cold place
these last 17 years ive the happyness
to be hounest its not like you want me around
when i cry theres no one there
when i scream out nightmares no ones there
when im alone and broken no one cares
they say carry on my wayward son therell be peace when you are done
i am done as i leave this last bit for my torrmenters
im a slave to the pain the beatings ive endured
the love ive never had the lies ive been told
but thats okay tho i spilled my heart out to those who i cherish most
as i do they laugh at me and my dreams
i see i get the point you want me gone
i see how this cold world frezzes your soul shatters it and grinds it up
if your lucky when you brake someone saves you olny to slam you down and brake you again
soo as i slice my unbareing flesh i leave this last line
goodbye cold world you have drained the life out of me
my soul no longer here its darkness i feel so i shall once and for all compleate you wish for me to be 6 feet under
</3
dont, please
25/7/1848
Anne
I just can't take it anymore
there's been nothing now for too long
I've tasted everything else available
but it's just not right, you know?
I'm an Irishman, god dammit
there's nothing for me here now
so I'm checking out of this life
because if there's one thing I'm sure of
it's when the good lord greets me
there'll be no talk of blight
god bless and good night
Mick.
Anne
I just can't take it anymore
there's been nothing now for too long
I've tasted everything else available
but it's just not right, you know?
I'm an Irishman, god dammit
there's nothing for me here now
so I'm checking out of this life
because if there's one thing I'm sure of
it's when the good lord greets me
there'll be no talk of blight
god bless and good night
Mick.
Anonymous
Home, where the heart dies by mikimoondancer
I'm not angry, depressed or confused
not even jaded-no singing the blues
I don't even mind the hand I've been dealt
or the lack of compassion or the foul night air
I don't feel over tired or burned
or alone...
I'm ending my life
so I can go home
