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Forbidden Tale Of My Suicide

Poetry By: MissusMooksii
Poetry



This is a poem i wrote when i was 16 years old. I was going through a hard time, and i didn't really understand why i felt i was suffering so.

The poem means a lot to me, it includes to taboo subject of self harming and how it was used to satisfy urges that i didn't at that time in my life, fully understand.


Submitted:May 18, 2011    Reads: 146    Comments: 41    Likes: 18   



Everyday I lie awake, on the outside acting fake,
Feeling helpless, fears been met,
Secret feelings I forget.
Wanting, waiting to escape,
Sitting silenced by my hate,
Mind is screaming what is true,
Miss my heart, condemned by you.

Wondering why I choose to care,
True in my heart, but lost in my head,
Crying eyes and bleeding wrists,
Hugs of resentment and a meaningless kiss.
Wanting to hope, but I know that you'll never,
Forgive the becoming, of my forever.
How can I dream murder, but not feel the hate,
Taken aback by my comfortable state.

Oh how I yearn to escape from this life,
To love the blade, to breath the knife,
To run, to scream, abandon my thoughts,
How much would I bleed if the blade never stops.
But I cant turn back now, no I cant fix the damage,
Cant rid the disgrace of my unsettled stomach,
Cant rid my mind of sins demented descriptions,
Why should I love you if its my love that's forbidden.

My dreadful mistakes, your erasers must find,
Sweet sorrow must be when conflictions collide.





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