Sue I Cide

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  • Death

    Sue I Cide
    The message I'm sending
    My life is ending
    My heart is breaking
    Remembering the raping
    My dad is gone
    What did I do wrong
    I hate my life
    So I grab the knife
    I slice my wrists
    And make a fist
    Letting the blood drip
    My heart it did rip
    The razor sharpness
    I feel the darkness
    Feeling so numb
    What have I become
    The knife I'm using
    The drugs I'm abusing
    I see the rope there
    My life I can't bare
    I tie it tightly
    It's on my neck lightly
    I tighten the nouse
    I'm feeling so loose
    Everything is black
    But I can't go back
    I must finish the deed
    The beast I must feed
    My rope just twirled
    Goodbye cruel world

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    pinkc78 commented on Sue I Cide

    01-14-2011

    This is deep i like it, good work
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    Pringadi commented on Sue I Cide

    11-02-2009

    dont ever say goodbye to this world even if it is so cruel...look the sunny side of yours.....just like this poem....
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    Crush commented on Sue I Cide

    11-02-2009

    i swear to you, life gets better. it's always darkest before we break through, sue.
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    danmartyjake1 commented on Sue I Cide

    10-18-2009

    Amazing! slamming write. Totally encompasses the freaking scary emotion of death and loss. 10!!!!!!!
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    Artie commented on Sue I Cide

    10-18-2009

    It seems like the simple solution is to just check out, however there's no coming back. This is our one and only shot at life. I spent a chunk of mine wrapped in sorrow, self loathing, and just general hatred due to the past. One day I let go, and moved on. I rock!! lol - thx for the entertainment lol
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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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