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Suicidal Thoughts

I'm sitting here wondering. What's wrong with me. These cuts, blood, and scars. Are all I really see. I sit here alone. With no one els around. I have no one else. I don't hear a sound. I like to feel the pain. 'Cause I hate to be alone. Finding someone else. Pain is all that shows. All I have are songs And lyrics in my head. Suicidal thoughts When I'm sleeping in my bed. I'm seeping in the dark. Going further everyday. But no one really cares. If in a pool of blood I lay. I know I'm all alone. It's killing me inside. Suicidal thoughts Are all that's left inside. ©2009 ~FR34K0N4L345H33

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J. Rock

Date: 10/16/2009 7:29:00 AM

Dang, very honest. I commend you on that. I too have struggled with the idea of being alone, a lot actually. It can be a very dark place to be, but you won't be alone all your life, I do know that for sure. And I do know, if all your thoughts are negative, that's all that life will give you. It's all it gave me. We create our lives, and ours thoughts are very real. More real then most stuff around us. "Imagine. Life isn't about finding yourself, it's about creating yourself."