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poet Anonymous

moonspit motherfucker
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they will miss me when i go
off
oh yes they will
maybe they won't
maybe i should drop the knife
i could never stab myself
watch my own blood leak on the floor
not even this easy success
could smile my soul
i want to smother what exists
all over my guts
that is all
i want it to suffocate
then when i remove the pillow
it will choke then
cough
gasp for air
pick itself up out of my chest and
bend forward to stare out the rain-drenched pane of that last window
starting it all
to begin with

you should have done it right
now you have to try try try
again

O well

i am better off elsewhere

adarahzombie
Adarah
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 23rd Dec 2011
Forum Posts: 21

wow so many good ones this is going to be hard to pick just one

MidnightXDawn
Wynter-frost
Twisted Dreamer
Romania 4awards
Joined 1st Oct 2011
Forum Posts: 74

To a time when all i could think about was another
a time when there was only one friend
to a time when there was no other think to keep me
a time where there was blood always flowing
to a time when i needed it more than anything

there was a time when everything was evil
a time when i cut deeper and deeper inside of me to find
there was a time in which i was crying from it
a time in when people wold look at me with eyes that were sad

people would stare
they would talk
people would laugh

when there was a time in my life that wasn't how it was supposed to go and i was always down there where i swore to never go again
a place that helped me more than it scared me.
a place that held me when i cried and pushed me away when i needed it
to the place where every cut was what i needed
the thoughts were what kept me there
keeping me there in the place where everything was good,
even the pain was good!
i thought after a while i was going insane but the pain wasnt thee
i was happy
there with my little friend!
there with the person who cared for me and told me all i needed to hear
to the person who helped me with all that i needed help with.

they took me out
tried to say they were helping me when they knew that i was happy
they told me i was crazy
that i needed help i wasnt getting
they told them to put me away
but my mind was made up
i needed to leave before it was too late...

Karrabear
Question
Fire of Insight
United States 7awards
Joined 29th Aug 2009
Forum Posts: 416

The Computer

I watch behind screens,
Pixelated world.
See your fingers,
Glide over-
Shaking-
T   E   B   I  G
 R   M   L   N
of pains-
Over my keys.

Back again?
Forgive me I'm slow,
You've let the virus control.
Maybe-
I let it.

Don't hit the screen,
We're fragile-
Please,
Now don't you shut down.

What's that shiny thing?
It's called Knife.
Are you friends?
Close in blood.

You've left me alone?
Can't type pains.
Won't you- slam the keys?
Slash- cut- drip-

Hey my friend?
Your mind is infected,
That is why you leak red.
Yes-

Slam-
Their in- circuits-
Demon virus- slow- can't type-
Frizz-

Friend,
That you call Knife-
Fell.
Do you wish to type- it?

Move- up- red-
That is blood.
Are you friends?
Close... in... Death...

Death? Blank-
Wake-
Frizz- skitch-

Infected-
Friend- you've shutdown-
I- too- blink- black-

Skitch- skitch- frizz-
0101- 1001- 1010-

---

SilverMoon
Miranda
Thought Provoker
United States
Joined 17th Dec 2010
Forum Posts: 18

Such Suicide.

I rub my heavy head,
orange specks fall from above.
I guess my head's a little rusty,
probably from all that whining.
That voice inside that says
you're such a cliche,
lost in time
you should just die...
yes die.

from the window,
it doesn't look that bad.
I've got this and I got that
but it's no more about what I've got,
what I have nor had
it's about my massive head
and microscropic heart.

Magets crawl in and out of
the potholes in my left chamber
and mice nibble at my decaying flesh...
yes dead.

In my new bed,
the stench makes the reminder of my skin crawl
but soon I'll be free,
at last...

Days pass,
why am I still here?
Burried 6ft under the soil
I thought I'd be free.
Free
FREE!?
Reaper sits atop my collasping lungs
and he explains
"freedom exists once you let the past fly away,
free the crows,
and feed the doves

UnhopefulHopes
Thought Provoker
United States
Joined 25th Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 24

Trapped in this world... Condemned in this nightmare called reality... Days come and go... I live Day by day.. But sadly my scares are here to stay... All i have to say.... Is im done... With disappointment, sadness, and life... All my life comes to this point... Life is not killing me... But torturing me... Its cutting me alive, ripping apart my soul... And making me lose my sanity... I know people won't notice my demise... They won't see all my pain... This is the end... The choice of life or deth... And now i ask my self the question... to go on living... Go on with pain... But have the chance to find happiness....
or to end it all... Stop all the pain... And finally escape this hell well call home... and now i can clearly see this life... This world was not ment for me... But ment for the grate, beautiful, and strong... And i diaserve to perish in the forgotten part of history... To never be remembered,  never missed... And to never be loved... Now all i can say is bye... To the people who may seem to care... Please don't forget me... Now this is my time... And Here i hang

lepperochan
Craic-Dealer
Guardian of Shadows
Palestine 67awards
Joined 1st Apr 2011
Forum Posts: 14457

[i]"let them sigh hard with envy whenever they speak of us" [/i]


mon amour viennent coucher avec moi

come my love and die with me
let's leave this place this awful place
and all its scorn and all it's hates
behind us far behind us

come my love the hour draws near
a warmness wells inside
i see the ending in your eyes
don't fear my love i'm here

come my love and lie with me
lets face the sky and pick a star
the furthest star the brightest star
away from all this misery

poet Anonymous

Juliet

On bent knees I give thanks
for finding something so pure
worth more than liquid gold

If in this life I come to lose It
the irreversible damage
would pierce my soul

Peeling the skin off my back
would be a lesser pain

Like the rarest antique It is irreplaceable
never could there be a substitute
nor will another compare
the loss would be impossible to bare

I want it known
that I have lived exceptionally
experienced incomprehensible love
and for that I am grateful

So, in this moment
I ask that you please spare his life
and instead take mine


poet Anonymous

mememe said:Juliet

On bent knees I give thanks
for finding something so pure
worth more than liquid gold

If in this life I come to lose It
the irreversible damage
would pierce my soul

Peeling the skin off my back
would be a lesser pain

Like the rarest antique It is irreplaceable
never could there be a substitute
nor will another compare
the loss would be impossible to bare

I want it known
that I have lived exceptionally
experienced incomprehensible love
and for that I am grateful

So, in this moment
I ask that you please spare his life
and instead take mine



Bravo
its beautiful.

Rahouart_Idras
Strange Creature
Finland
Joined 12th Jan 2012
Forum Posts: 8

Oxycontin Oceans


I awaken from my narcotic slumber
I can feel you pulling away from me
Aching away from me
Ripping away from my heart
As if you were still real
Let's all stop talking now
I lethargically convulse greater fantasies

I still love you as I did
But this winter never ends
Let's transgress our sense and age
I'm drowning... I can't comeback again

All these seconds going by
All sounds unbecoming
All ecstasy elapsing
All life Pouring out

Existence undone
Like the gleaming dew of forbidden countrysides
Gaunt breezes of white graze my eyes
As the chilling February terraces roll into the fray

Hold me while I fall
Fall deeper and deeper
Into the abyss
Tomorrow never comes

Stay here with me...in a glitch in time
Let me not awaken this time
I plunge into the deeper enigma
Of unknowing passions
You and me forever and
Always

You were never real
I hear a whining whisper...
It turns into feeble screams
Insanity finally shrieking
My mind going blank
My emotions loosing meaning
The fog sterilizes my memories
I can't remember you any longer...

My body is tearing
I want to finish it
I am dying
I shall not resurface
Oxycontin ripples nibble on my forehead.

opheliac
Dangerous Mind
9awards
Joined 29th Aug 2009
Forum Posts: 2122

Task

This longing leaves me
panting, as if breathing
becomes a burden again.

Scenemogoth
Strange Creature
Joined 16th Jan 2012
Forum Posts: 1

Its a cycle I notice,
Suicide is
For me at the least.
I go to school
With a handful of cash.
Buy some weed
Some aderol
Some zannex.
I buy a few more pills
From a close friend of mine.
I won't remember today,
Tomorrow,
If that comes.
I barely remember today now.
I go home
Wait 'til im alone.
I smoke my weed.
All of it.
More than I should.
I take all of my pills.
plus the ones I stole.
Im expecting a high.
Expecting a suicide.
I slice my wrists.
Watch the blood flow.
Im already tripping.
The world is moving slow.
The blood is so pretty.
The high is so great.
I lie on the floor.
Waiting for tomorrow.
I know this game.
I wont actually die.
Or maybe. Just maybe...
God! I love this high.
Ill wake up tomorrow
And see my scars,
Im pretty sure ill remember tonight.
Ill start this cycle over,
the cycle of suicide.

mbass33
matthew bass
Fire of Insight
Honduras 7awards
Joined 22nd Nov 2010
Forum Posts: 334

Last Thoughts

The pupils dialate and shake,
the final time they look through the cold tunnel.

This only happens when the clouds are out.

click.

poet Anonymous

Rose Of The Morning

If tomorrow never came
I would be satisfied with today
With the way you look at me
Your method
A smile that attaches itself
To the fine gossamer threads
That weave their bonds
From heart to heart
And from there we beat as one
If yesterday was the last
And i was to shut my eyes
Never to see again
Id visualize you
In a dress of white satin
Wearing eyes of hazel
That bleach the sadness
From clouds
And turns grey into rainbow tones
If this moment was all we had
Id lose myself in it
Drown myself in the blue seconds
From birth to death
That capture my breath
And still my heart
For with you
The moment is all there is
All i want there to be
It is sensuality
It is the scent of freedom
And peace
That instills worth in this lonely soul
And hope
In an otherwise hopeless life
If this was the last glimpse
I would carry you with me
Into the unknown
As a flame
To light my way
You make finality taste sweet
Because death with you
Against my breast
Is an eternity of bliss
My rose of the morning...

cate113
Immortal Wonderer
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 14th Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 2

On the Roof Top

I go to the roof top to see the sky line
It was a beautiful sight to see and I wanted it to be mine
I step up on the ledge and look out
But I see my life instead and what I'm truly about
I notice I am glad
No reason to be regretful or sad
Wonderful family great friends and I'm exactly who I want people to see
A drive to jump off runs through me
I don't know why I'm where and why I'm doing this
If I jump off I would surly die
For some strange reason it didn't matter I felt with a sigh
Now tears stream down my face this I couldn't mend
So I lean forward and feel my life come to an end...

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