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• 2006-11-23
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Thursday, December 28, 2006

Reality

#lost in this never ending nightmare
It's to dark to see which way I'm going
Too dark to see which way I'm running

I'm trying to escape
Trying to wake up
But I realise that it's no use
This nightmare
will never end
Because I'm not sleepingI'm not dreaming
I'm living
Breathing and wanting to die


Alone In This World

Let me sit here on my own....
Out in this world all alone

I Don't need anyone by my side
This pain
This sorrow
I will not hide

Just leave me be....
And please don't pity me


Unanswered Questions

Why do I feel
Empty
Forgotten
And unloved?

Why don't I show anyone
How I truely feel?

Why am I scared
To show my true emotions?

I'm so confused
I don't understand anymore
Why is my life so complicated?


White Padded Cell Walls

Surrounded by white padded walls
Locked away form the world
In hope of helping me
And making me better
Trying to give me reasons to live

The doctors and nurses
Do their job and leave
No longer taking time to talk to me
Not since that little incident

I tried to drown myself
In a bath of hot water
The nurse walked in and saved me
Not giving me a chance to finish what I had set out to do

So I'm staring at the walls
Which surround me
One litttle window
Made of plastic
In the top centre of the white door

The voices are talking to me again
Telling me to wait
Telling me to be patient
Wait a few more minutes, they say
Let the nurses check on you first
Then you can leave this world of torment

I wait
I think
I daydream
I listen for the sound of approaching footsteps
Time drags on, seeming like hours
When finally the murse arrives
She checks then leaves
Silence as she enters
Silence as she leaves
The moment she's gone
The knief appaers

They had been so careful
Yet one small slip up
Is going to undo al their so-called work
They had taken all my sharp objecys away
Not letting me near a knief, a razor bladr or something like that

But they slipped up
The gave me a knief with my food
Turning their backs on me for a quiet little chat
I slipped the knief up my sleeve
Hiding it up til now

As I cut deep into my wrist
I write on the walls
Of my white padded cell
I write my goodbye note
My suicide letter in my own blood
Once finished
The darkness finally takes hold
I greet it warmly
Sinking to the floor I utter my last words
"Goodbye cruel, tormentative world...."
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