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Sunday, October 10, 2004

Untitled Poem By Me age:15
This world has caused me so much strife.

In my mind my last resort is a knife.

As I am in the tub of hot water I think to myself do I dare?

If I did it who would care?

Thoughts run through my mind.

Peace is all I am trying to find.

Am I in a dream or is this real,
because this pain I do so feel.

Is this really my life I am about to take,
or will I slit my wrist and suddenly awake.

I see water dripping from the tub faucet but I can hear no sound.

I want to change my mind but to my deed I am bound.

The air turns cold;
death is around.

Death don’t take my soul;
I want to see how long it takes before I’m found.

The thought of changing my mind again begins to pound.

I drop the knife to the ground.

Suddenly I feel this feeling inside me,
I feel wonderful and set free.

The room appears less grim.

I climb out of the tub and water pours over the rim.

I run out the bathroom and down the hall,
I run so fast I am surprised I do not slip and fall.

As I run I hear a call.

As I am getting nearer,
my mind and body feel so much clearer.

As I run past my room I see my vanity mirror.

But I do not see my reflection.

I start to cry and run back away from what must be deception.

As I run back to the bathroom I see this isn’t trickery.

I see a girl in tub of blood and this girl is me.

An answer I try to find,
confusion is clouding my mind.

I think how can this be when I dropped the knife;
pictures flashed that I dropped it because I had no life.

Death is now standing over my body,
and I am only a fooled spirit, Death extends his hand and voices tell me to go but I shall not hear it.

I run through a hall that never seems to end and I am covered in my own blood,
and wonder is this some threat or a torment to make me fret.

I go to open the door and suddenly awake in my bed drenched in sweat.
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