This art may be taboo to you One slice, two, more I pursue
I aim to be free, To be numb of this pain in me
Here’s a thought or two, Let this intricate plan be my debut
I’ll bleed it all out, on the floor I lay, Progress towards this life I slay
When asked “how are you?” I’ll reply, “if only you knew”
I crack a smile as I die inside, ‘cause no one knows I’m a beautiful suicide.
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
The thought of suicide can seem so intriguing when Pain is the only truth ever known. What I wouldn't do to be FREE, to change this reality. With two failed attempts myself- my thoughts have evolved from "A second chance at death" to "one more at life" for now...it remains "one more at life"
Also, you have a friend - me. I do not have email @ home and am only online @school or the Library, but I care and will get back to you. I am deaf so I cannot talk on the phone but I text. If you want my number, I will email it to you.
Shortstack_15OPTaintor, Iowa USADec 18, 2009
Thank you for the kind gesture. However, as the time being, I'm currently not in that "hole" but frequently fall in. Thank you for reading.
well spoken, we do hide our inner self at times with a smile do we not. rob
Shortstack_15OPTaintor, Iowa USAJan 3, 2010
That's the beauty of writing. Through words spoken on paper, true emotions are expressed. Emotions that need to be expressed, yet when another reads such written emotions, people are able to connect on a much truer/deeper level. Thank you!
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Peace Wes Wes Yaw
Please if you need some one, email me.
Also, you have a friend - me. I do not have email @ home and am only online @school or the Library, but I care and will get back to you. I am deaf so I cannot talk on the phone but I text. If you want my number, I will email it to you.
Thank you for reading.
rob