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dead on the floor
written by not_alive_nor_dead10:08 PM 3/21/05as they walk past the lifeless girl
they all laugh and point
they all start to wonder
is she.. would she.. does she...
the girl don't have a life
no friends
no siblings
nothing just her ignorant parents
at home it's the same
fights and hurtful gestures
crying in her room
she promisses herself to end it
she met this one friend
but he is in the same place
they live the same lives
just different in a way
they both promis
they'll die together
the same day
same way
with their knives
their razors
their bowls of water
they are ready
they stab eachother
they called it murder
but they didn't mind
they reazerd their wrists
watched them bleed
it all felt good
last but not least
they drowned eacother
they felt dizzy.. colasped
now they lay dead on the floor
it's been five years
since their death
i found the blood stains
on my bedroom floor
they seem to make a puddle
it was as deep
as my thumb is thick
i think about it and cry
six months later i found a note
it was sad and in blood
perfect sincerness
it said:
"if you found this
we have passed
call our mothers
dannie and gill
450-358-1265
it's the old folks home
don't ask how we know
we just do
tell them we're alright
and that this is what we had to do
tell them dan and sammy are alright
don't worry that is us
'hopefully dad is in jail so he won't abuse
when you tell mom my ok news
tell her dan is with me
so ime in good hands'
'mom will be mad at first
but that'll pass
tell her sammy will take care of me
for i have lived better dead'
we're sorry,
dan and sammy"
i havn't called
i havn't told a soul
just my friend dave
for we are the same
we promised eachother
that if we die
it'll be together
but in five years from now |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
this is all true... i found this note in my bedroom when i moved into my house in montreal somewhere 6 months ago. the numbers are fake cuz i can't put real numbers... and the old folks home has closed down a year ago. ime not sure about what really happened to them but i took what i knew about in the letter and turned it into what i have now... hope you enjoyed:)
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (3-22-2005 - 02:39 AM)
by xHunniBunnix (3-22-2005 - 08:08 AM)
| look chuck i love your poems so much please dont kill yourself! ive warmed to you and i dont even know you, sounds a bit weird but i can relate to you in your poems, i know youve probs guessed that i cant give good advice but dont kill yourself cos something good always comes out of something bad! HB xx |
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