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My suicide goodbye (PLEASE COMMENT)
written by Cut_Wrist_Risk02:38 AM 1/24/05Dont tell me to be positive, and everything will be okay.
Cause we've already established my life's a mess, no matter what you say.
My eyes can cry, and my heart can bleed, so many times before I go in the dark.
To hide away from all this pain, and my suffering heart.
I ask you why I should go on living, cause I want a reason not to die.
Probably because I have so many reasons in which I have to cry.
Tears fall on this keyboard, as I write my goodbyes.
I think of how they'll all be so ashamed of me, while wiping fake tears from their eyes.
I want to Tell my brother he was everything to me.
Taught me so many things, and was so inspiring.
I want to tell my daddy to please hang in strong,
that I hope to see him soon, and I know it wont be long.
To my mother who has raised me, please do not weep.
This is something I had to do, the difficulties in life have grown so steep.
To Kalie, Lacey, Mary, and Sonia, the best friends anyone could have.
You've tried to help me so many times,but I was already to bad.
You did the best you could, dont hang your head low.
Hold it high, cause you guys are the best people I'll ever know.
Dillon, who has everything so much harder.
Please dont die too you can go so much farther.
Wether you can be with "her" or not everything happenes for a reason.
Even though sometimes it's very misspleasin'.
You are an amazing person, and a reason why I live.
I wanted to give you help, and i think thats what I did.
Cody you have it hard no doubt about it.
I wanted to be who helps you, but you woulden't let me be it.
I would've done so much to spend one day with you.
To tell you how I felt, but that would never come true.
I thought about you often, and for you what could I do.
I just want you to know how much I really did love you.
To my first love Eric, I dont know what to say.
You poisened my reason for living, and kept me back from life everyday.
My love for you is strong, but my faith to go on is weak.
It's not all your fault, you were just the pig in my creek.
To everyone else I love, and perhaps loved me back.
Nurturing is what I wanted, and all that I had lacked.
To the people that I hate thanks for making my life shit.
You never know who you make feel awful, because your so incondsiderate.
Im sorry for those who I hurt, but I've been hurting for too long.
It's time for me to die, though I've been dieing inside all along. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
This is the best poem I have written, I know it's long but someone please comment? or send me mail. waffles2009@yahoo.com or myname on here. thanks.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (1-25-2005 - 10:59 PM)
| cassy this is lacey i do not NOT like that poem i dont think that you understand that when you do this you hurt my kalie and mary alot you just dont understand how we feel and i know you think i dont understand but i do i understand you please dont think i am saying this just to freakin type on Mrs.franz computer cause its not i am very upset while reading this poem it kinda made me think that if you did die things would never be the same YOU are the one who doent understand. because you hurt us so much...do you remember that night that i told you my problem??? how did you feel??? yeah now triple that amout of pain and thats how we feel but worse i could name so many people that would miss you and if you die you would fuck up our lives alot i think you should really think this over! remember that things can CAN get better i made my problem better i dont do it no more and you really broke me kalie and mary's heart when you promised us that you would never do it again well yeah i think things will get better if you let them you gotta believe that you can make things better and they will get better. cassy listen to my voice and make the right choice like in that poem. and i really think......(this is my oppinion so dont get mad)
that cutting your wrist is just a way to pleasure your self and think you make things better when you do it but really you wind up fucking up other peoples lifes. you really made a diffrence on my life cause when you did it you made me start my problem which things are better cause i believed that i could do it and i did anywayz i think that cutting your wrist is also an attention getter.
becasue the only way you can die from that is if you hit the main vein and bleed to death to kill your self is to dround or shoot yourself or hang yourself i personallly think its not worth it and you should just get over it. i really cant say much more! but....i love you always and forever i just wrote this to help i really hope you see the light. lacey |
by death_of_night (2-1-2005 - 09:24 AM)
| cassy i see that you have friend that are trying to help which is very good i know sometimes they just dont underdstand...but its always nice to know that youhave ppl who care... |
by xemo_babehx (2-1-2005 - 02:28 PM)
| Uhm... that is so sweet. is it true about dillon? i dont want to cause you pain, but i mean, if it i am soooo sorry. i cant understand what it would be like. and i give u a huggle -hugs- see ya!
Lorenzobob |
by (guest) (2-8-2005 - 03:01 PM)
| this is mary i say amen to lacey! cassy i love you, i dont want to see you dead this is an old poem and im just now uhh leaving a comment but just know that i care about you so much! i love you and im going to do anything in the world i can to help u. |
by XsouredXfaithX (2-11-2005 - 11:53 PM)
| that is an awesome poem and i can relate to the pain...i had abusive parents...grandparents who want perfection..until i moved to memphis to live with my g parents i was ridiculed and constantly got into fights and i wanted nomore than to be dead..so many nights i wrote the note and grabbed a knife/gun/rope etc. but then i wouldnt go through with it i knew the reasons to die were more but i realized that until there were none to live i would stay alive even if it meants being dead on the inside...i cut until my uncle found out and damn did it make my life hell...when i moved to memphis it did mean that i wouldnt have to take a daily beating and be yelled some of the orse things oyu could probably think of and some you cant but it meant i owuld have to strive for perfection even though my whole life i was told i am further than anyone from it so it was really hard and is really hard to meet their expectations so i became a mia to help me along...and still am but i still have to deal with not being good enough and i just recently basically told my mom and dad all the pain they caused me my first years on this earth and i received a beating for it and they told me they would leave me alone but they havent they have torn me and killed me on the inside but luckily when i came to memphis i found 2 people who are close to the same but one of them was going through a lot of what i had just escaped minus the beating and the poem of mine called can you relate is about her....you need to hold on because like i learned when someone found a suicide note i threw away there are people you will hurt if you leave and i have decided that instaed of hurting more people than one ill live...so if like me you are hurting then keep your pain so that you wont cause others to go through it as well...well all die one day and you can look forward to it then if you want but let it be naturally so that they will be able to say you dide naturally instead of knowing you wanted it.... |
by True_Darkness (3-7-2005 - 07:39 PM)
| Great, poem you can really feel the thoughts going through your head when you read it.... |
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