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Failed Suicide Attempt
written by anotefromacutter01:43 AM 3/25/05He knows that no one cares,
but do they know they he doesnt?
Probably not, but what does it matter.
He climbs up and down life's latters,
but pays not one ounce of attention,
to any of life's lessons.
He knows he'll be alone tonight,
while contemplating his reason to live.
If he finds none, what should he do?
People see the scars,
and the bottles fall out of his bag.
It's obvious, yet no one seems to try and help.
The dagger is his only friend,
and seems to be he who only cares.
A small trail of blood, leading to the up stairs.
His mother is home first, and she finds him on the floor,
and a rush to the hospital isnt enough, give him more.
The doctors do all that they can, to save this young man.
His mother gets him therapy, and hopes he'll be okay,
but we all know what will happen at the end of the day. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by for_future_use42 (3-25-2005 - 01:52 AM)
| I get what your saying, you can only be helped if you want help. Deep. |
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