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All too true, all too convincing

Poetry By: princess1hal
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A poem I wrote a while ago, about depression and cutting, and wanting to commit suicide.


Submitted:Mar 28, 2012    Reads: 30    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


The tears of tomorrow,

fall today,

all from the sorrow

of the pain.

The razor may hurt,

but not as much as you.

It takes the focus

away from you...

For awhile.

The thoughts get louder.

The wants get deeper.

The urges,

they all take my hope.

The courage,

not to give in.

The way I want,

The way I am,

never shall go

hand in hand.

It's all too much.

I can't take it much longer.

Puching on, wishing on.

I want it to stop,

all too much.

I feel like there is only one way out.

It sucks me in,

a big black hole.

There I am, thin.

There I am, not annoying.

There I am, unhappy, wanting my life back.

"There" is not a place I want to go.

My wants, taken adventage of.

My wishes, used.

My hopes are my love,

They are so true.

Do I want to go on?

Do I want to keep puching forth?

Or let the suffering end, my life no more.

It's all too true.

All too manipulative.

All too convincing.

All too strange.

I must decide, which path I shall take,

if good or bad,

and who will be sad.

Me?

You?

Everyone?

Or nobody?

After all, I am a nobody, but...

Is this what I want....

Or not?





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