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Suicide
This is what it comes down to.
The end of it all.
When you stand on the edge of the cliff.
When you hold the shotgun to your head.
When the bottle of pills is sitting in your mouth.
When you put the rope around your neck.
When you slip under the water.
It will end.
Out of life, you escaped.
You ran from it all.
No more drama.
No more bills.
No more food.
No more children.
No more life.
Just floating black oblivion.
No feeling, no consciousness.
Just numbness.
Cold and broken.
Like my heart.
A heart that will eventually stop beating.
A weak and lonely heart.
And i cry.
Suicide.
To leave my life.
But i love you, dear one.
The end of it all.
When you stand on the edge of the cliff.
When you hold the shotgun to your head.
When the bottle of pills is sitting in your mouth.
When you put the rope around your neck.
When you slip under the water.
It will end.
Out of life, you escaped.
You ran from it all.
No more drama.
No more bills.
No more food.
No more children.
No more life.
Just floating black oblivion.
No feeling, no consciousness.
Just numbness.
Cold and broken.
Like my heart.
A heart that will eventually stop beating.
A weak and lonely heart.
And i cry.
Suicide.
To leave my life.
But i love you, dear one.
Published 8th Mar 2010
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8th Mar 2010 11:25pm
Since this poem ends with "i love you, dear one." I feel the hope there. I feel the hopelessness too in the early part of the poem but it seems to say you are working your way through some hard circumstances. You have things to offer to other people who will face similar things.
11th Mar 2010 3:00am
i've had a shotgun to my head too. mere pounds a way from a quick death. but there is hope. to loose everything is to be free. that was hope. that was freedom. because i said, no. i can die now and end this life, end the pain. or i can go on and do whatever i want. its like those movies where someone has cancer and knows they'll die anyways so they do anything. you can end it now, or you can go out and do atleast one awesome thing only people with a death wish will do, then end it. thats my philosophy. "only when you've lost everything, are you free to do anything"
Anonymous
11th Mar 2010 5:19am
know what to say, really you speak with such honesty and felt pain, i have toyed with ending it all more than once, didnt have the thing to actually do it though---,pls do see this there is so much in you that matters,apart from all the pain you have gone through, even your fine honesty is such a rare thing in our kind of world,pls do hang in there dear!
17th Mar 2010 5:32pm
i've tried the pills and I've tried the knife.. something is keeping me hear.. alive.. something more powerful than what wants me to leave.. there's something out there too besides myself that wants me to leave.. there's a lot of strange things going on under the surface of the world.. otherworldly things.. and I hope.. in the end you are right and we just go to the void and become nothing.. this has been my wish for a long time.. once I wrote "I want to leave and forget ever having existed" this life is hell.. there's no hell after this.. right now is hell.. I want it to be nothingness after all this pain..
