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Forced...

Ever since I turned fourteen,
They have controlled me,
Not let me fulfill my own dreams.
 
I am fourteen and I have a job
Sometimes this pressure is just to hard
That I hide in my room, and begin to sob.
 
They don't know how much pressure they're putting on me,
Can't they see?
I can't do what they wanted me to be.
 
I feel that I've been robbed of my childhood,
If I had an option to relive my life,
There would be no doubt, I would.
 
I wish life were like a game,
When you get a broken heart,
You could just press the button that says restart.
 
But that isn't the way life is,
Life doesn't work the way we wish,
He wants me to live my life just like he lived his.
 
But I'm taking a stand for myself,
I won't let him control me,
Even if I have to hide it from him, even If i have to stealth.
 
I'm going to be, what I want to be,
I'm gonna make my dreams come true...
Just wait, I'll make all of you believe!

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Broken

Piercing glares, ripping me apart.
I plead out for help, but the pain keeps tearing.
My eyes hide the pain, but it can't cover my broken heart.
 
Silent screams, haunting my soul.
The pain is killing me softly,
But it is far too slow.
 
Blood rushing down my wrists.
My fear erasing, my pain is all but gone.
I ask you for help, but I took this risk.
I am all by myself, I am alone.
 
My dreams shaded by your memory.
The scars just won't go away! I need you now!
Have you finally figured out how much you mean to me?
 
But it's far too late, my blood fading, along with my sorrow.
You beg for me to live now....why? I have to ask.
But even so, my soul is shattered, there is no tomorrow.
 
I don't want to remember my life without you,
but it's inevitable, I can't remember the good times.
I can only feel my pain,
My life has been over, since the first day that I met you....

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The Lonely Soldier

This soldier believes our country is worth fighting for
So after September 11th,
He joined the Marine Core

He left behind his wife and two kids
Knowing that he couldn’t leave his wife
Without giving her one last kiss. 

The lonely soldier, fought hard and true,
But when he called her that night,
He found that there was something in her voice that was new.

This lonely soldier
Couldn’t believe what he heard,
He realized that she was gone, that he’ll never be able to hold her.

They say war takes Courage and Pride,
But there is a greater war that takes place, greater than a war between any two 
countries,
The War is Love, and Love can take you on one hell of a ride.

This ride can take you up; it can bring you to the greatest time of your life
But this ride can also go down,
Making you want to just leave, make you want to grab a knife.

So for all of us lonely soldiers out there,
Before you get on this crazy ride known as love,
Make sure that you leave her with a kiss, tell her you’ll always be by her.
And say you’ll miss her like the morning sun.

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Just Kill Me Now

Just slit me know as I pray for mercy.
I go into war, without a chance.
I would rather die for my country,
Than let you kill me now.
 
You're holding me back from what I can be.
I'm trapped in your warfare as you ablaze my life.
You light up another cigarette,
As I pray for just one more breath.
 
You smoke and you smoke, until my lungs are as black as your heart.
I feel myself collapsing, as I grab out in pain,
Hoping to find your saving hands.
But you mock me, you shove me, you hold me down, 
And know I ask, for you just to kill me now.
 
My life is unbearable, with you controlling me.
I'd rather die a thousand deaths, 
Then let you destroy me.
I'd rather die from war, then have my life destroyed by my father.
 
I'm dieing now, I'm far too gone.
I beg you all just to remember this.
I am gone, this is true; but it isn't a bad thing.
For I want you all to remember, 
That I died for you, so you can know how you influence my life.
 
The blood running down my wrist, the bullet pushing through my brain.
The pills churning my stomach until I can cry out my last tear.
As I scream out, "This tear is for you, for you were, are, and will always be my 
birth, my life, and my death."
As I fall to the ground, without you there.
 
So Kill Me Now, so I will never have to go through this hell known as life.
If this is love, then let me die.
For your kiss, is the last thing that I,
I will ever feel...

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Lesson Learned

To look at the marks on my wrists, and think nothing of it. Everyday is exactly the 
same, depression, anxiety, exhaustion.  I always knew life wasn't going to be 
easy.  But, I never expected so much pain.

  To look at my actions, breaking down my family, torturing their souls, just kills 
me even more inside. I believe that I cause their pain, the blame is to be placed 
on me, so I hurt myself more.  But the day I witnessed my sister following my 
past, cutting her wrists, just absolutely horrified me.  I was confused, lost, and 
even more, I was scared.  

 And then the day came, the day of her defeat, her depression overwhelmed her, 
and she came at me screaming in pain, blood dripping from her wrists, and all I 
could do was cry.  Crying, and yelling at her to quit, but knowing that it wouldn't do 
any good, as I would say something, but not follow in it. It was then, that I knew 
that I had to change my ways, life is too short already, and to shorten it even 
more.....would just be hell.


(Just to let you know, this is a true life situation that occurred in my family.  I don't 
ask for sympathy, but I ask you to include my sister in your prayers, things are 
possible by yourself, but it's always easier with help. And for your information [for 
those who care] I am currently getting help with my depression, and I just want to 
thank all of those who have commented, it showed me people care, and that 
means more than anyone will ever know. Thank you)

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Betrayed Once More, Everyday

The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me

The moon goes down
I feel the night betray me

The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me

The moon goes down
And I can't help but feel alone, So distant from the sun.

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Unknown

As this cup empties, I slowly fade from me.
As day's torn by night, 
We drift from the light.

And as hope drifts away, we're left with broken dreams and memories.
Lead us through this one and you'll find hope is gone.
Please don't fade away, please, just use your wings and fly.
False memories never lived.
Please mark my grave as "Unknown"

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I Stand Alone

One more time it burns at night
As the tears fall
I can't remember the last time I cried
I can't explain how much I hate or love myself
But do I lie if I say I feel the same way about you?
This lullaby is only in my head
The real world is the one you represent
Why can't I see you in the mirror?
Father, mother I stand alone
And I can't face the world
As I choke on reality's sick and twisted game
I see my life and I just can't stand it
As I bear you and the one's you've handled
Where did she go
As you held me in your arms
Once again I lay here at night
As a skyward son consumed by things gone wrong
God I can't explain how much I miss her
As I kneel in tears asking her to come back
This guilt is a part of me alone
This emptiness the one I represent
Why can't I see me in the mirror?
Father, mother I stand alone
And I can't face the world
As I choke on reality's sick and twisted game
I see my life and I just can't stand it
As I bear you and the one's you've handled
Where did she go
As you held me in your arms

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Suicide Prevention Agency

There I was, the phone clutched in my hand.
The numbers sitting there,
I had the 7 extra pills in my stomach already.
Why did the feeling of death have to be so unfair?
 
I watched myself grab the gun.
I loaded it with my "lucky bullet",
The easy part was over;
Now I was just left there on my own,
I just had to shoot it.
 
I cry for my family, and all the pain they went through.
To see the cuts on my arm,
To feel so defenseless,
As if there was nothing they could do.
 
It was my time, my life, I could do as I please.
To end it would be my choice,
No one could stop me.
If I only had spoken out, I could have saved myself,
With just one voice, I'd still be here today.
 
I go back to the phone,
I could still save myself, maybe.
But I pull the trigger to end my life,
Just as I hear your voice saying,
"Suicide Prevention Agency...."

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I'M Free

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.
I'm following the path that God laid out for me.
I took his hand when I heard him call
I turned my back, made the choice and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I found that peace at the end of day.
If parting has left a void, 
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;
Ah yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored so much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all to brief,
Don't lengthen it with unnecessary grief.
Lift up your hearts and share with me,
God wanted me now: He set me free;
I made this choice on my own, so please, just let me be....