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Blonde Hair, Blue Eyed Little Boy

There he lies sleeping,
what used to be my blonde hair, 
blue eyed little boy,
who is now no longer mine.
He is his own person, 
a man in age, but not in actions.

His arms are covered in what
I consider meaningless tatoos;
"In memory of Matt" and
"Only God can judge me"
are just a few.
I wonder if he remembers Matt?
How can he remember and still 
continue doing what he is doing?
Does he truely believe
only God can judge him?
If he did, he would change his ways.

The bullets around his wrist
remind me of a watch
Only instead of telling time
they tell fate.
I pray every night that 
they are not his fate.
I pray that the funeral
I have planned in my head won't happen.
Yet I know it will take more than prayers 
to stop the madness he has created.
It will also take courage and will on his part.
Only God knows if he will one day find them both.
I've asked God countless times for the answer,
telling him it would help me 
find the courage and will to go on.
The answer has yet to come.
Is it because God knows if he gave it to me, 
it would take away the courage and will
I don't think I have?

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The Summer of 2000

The summer of 2000
stuck in my mind for eternity
A sight that I'll always love to see.

There was a lot of bad
very little good and 
I remember the bad 
way more than I should

While bad things did happen 
without a doubt 
That's not what this 
is all about

Eight days of vacation
had NEVER been done
Was there any such
thing as that much fun?
Fun in the mist of Chaos at home?
Did we dare pack up
the car and roam?

The vacation was planned
and the hotel paid for
so we finally decided 
to head out the door.

An eight hour drive 
with a stop in between
South of the Boarder
which we had all 
never seen.

It was finally in sight 
through the bright sun light
Myrtle Beach here we are
I had wished on a star
that we could all go far,
far away from where
the bad things are.
Were we far from 
where the bad things are
or did they all get packed in the car?

The next eight days
went really GREAT
Staying home would 
have been such a mistake

A hotel room with a 
microwave, fridge and a sink,
plenty of room for cold things to drink
Out the door and down the steps
there was the beach that was truly the best
The sound of the waves
and sand between our toes,
no better feeling would we ever know.

Lots of crab legs 
and steamed spiced shrimp
Our plates piled high
we could not skimp

Early morning runs
on the beach in the sun
really were lots of fun
Late night walks in the sand
bought us closer than we ever did plan

An amusement park
with lost of rides
Putt putt golf and
water slides
Go cart tracks 
so many to choose
Who would win and
Who would loose
Lots of cars 
so many to pick from
it didn't matter,
we all could get some.

As the days went by
we had lots of fun
from the morning sun
until the day was done

Eight days of fun, 
peace and quite
Months of saving 
so we could buy it.
When it was all said and done,
we had proved that we 
could all have fun,
Fun in the mist of 
chaos at home?
YES, way more fun
than we had ever known.

No matter how bad
things really are 
I'll always remember 
that summer by far
Eight days of good things
that will forever be,
the days that went
down in history.

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The War Inside

The war inside is forever raging
thoughts spinning around
way too fast for caging.

Should I cut or should I cry?
Should I live or should I die?
Suicide early on or 
old age with years long gone?

Some days I'd rather cut than cry.
Why should I live when I can die?
Other days I'm not so bold
Why can't this war just loosen it's hold?
I'm tired of cutting and I wish I could cry
I want to live instead of die

Why oh why can't I stop it from aging?
This war inside that's forever raging.

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Spiral

Please note this is NOT an indication of what I'm "about to do".  I wrote this 5 1/2 years ago 
when my depression was at it's worst.


I'm caught in this 
downward spiral
Spinning out of control
This depression has 
a grip on me 
and won't let go

Sometimes shades of 
light start to shine through.
Then it's back to reality
What should I do?

All the blades in the
world can't cut the chain,
alcohol won't drown the pain
Even with pills 
it still remains
My life will 
never be the same

I'm through with the battle,
I've lost the war,
There's no more options
for me to explore.
Death greats me warmly
at the door
Peace at last forever more.

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Tug of War

My body is like the rope
in the game of tug of war
Death pulls hard 
to bring me into the 
bright light
Life pulls hard
to keep me in 
it's dark hole.

Death's strength grows
with each passing day
Life can no longer 
hold onto the rope
The game is over
Death wins
At last the sweet
smell of victory.

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The Fight

What was it that happened that night?
What was it that caused one hell of a fight?
The fight between the demons and me
It's a constant battle to set myself free

I sat there alone on the couch
in the dark, hoping to find one last spark
That one last spark that would help me
free every last demon within me

So there I was in the corner of the couch
My knees at my chin 
and my hands on my shins
trying to ignore the demons within

I couldn't sit still
I began to rock
and all I could do was 
stare at the clock
I watched as the minutes ticked by
Wishing like hell I could
just have a cry,
just enough to let them out
How much longer would 
they scream and shout?

Cry I couldn't 
Which made me do
something I shouldn't
No matter how hard I tried
I couldn't quiet 
the demons inside.

I took off my watch 
turned over my wrist
There I sat
just making a fist
Staring at the knife 
At it's glowing sharp edge
Wondering if I had the strength
to make a pledge
A pledge with myself 
to put it away, 
never to come out 
for another day

I was too weak 
and I couldn't do it
so violently I slashed 
the knife right through it
I repeated this
over and over again,
would any of this ever 
come to an end?
How can I learn
to let them out 
if I always quiet 
their screams and shouts?

I watched as the blood 
flowed out of my wrist,
the calmness I felt
was just what I'd missed

Lost in my own little world,
Letting the anger within
cause permanent damage
to my own skin

When will all of this madness end?
NEVER as long as the blade is my friend!!

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Wrong

Where did I go wrong? 
Some would say I didn't - 
Bowling, baseball, football 
and cub scouts - 
I was there for every minute. 

Some days I agree it was nothing I did, 
But that just muffles my true feelings 
and keeps them hid. 
What should I have done differently 
to keep my son from going astray? 
If I could only go back, maybe things 
would end up another way? 

Of course there's no going back. 
So here I am stuck, nothing I can do 
to change my luck. 
I can't make things better. 
It's all out of my control. 
Only my son can change 
what's in his soul. 
Will he turn his life around 
and head in the opposite direction? 
Or will he continue doing wrong, 
trying to avoid detection? 

I'm tired of the aches 
of the heart and the head, 
Wondering when my son 
will end up dead. 
Drug deal gone bad, 
a bullet to the heart; 
That's not the way I want us to part. 

I try to avoid these thoughts, 
but they're stuck in my mind 
They make me feel like I'm doing time 
There is no escape, 
I can't make them go away

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Heaven

Heaven is there any such place?
There has to be something 
in all that empty space
The space above the clouds
where it's always bright
and all your troubles are out of sight

Heaven is exempt from
all the dark clouds
God never lets them in,
they're not allowed.

Remember the peace you 
longed for here on earth?
In heaven is where it
finally gives birth.

It's really beautiful 
way up there,
everyone lives without a care
No more depression,
no more sorrows
no more worries about 
your tomorrows.

Now comes the hard part,
What do we do?
When will our time on
earth be through?
What if heaven sounds so great,
we absolutely just can't wait?
Can we shorten our time
and help God along? 
Or would that be doing
something wrong?

If there's a heaven
then there must be a hell
and God might not 
take it too well
If we shortened our own time
and tried to help him out,
giving him one less person 
to worry about.

Would he damn us to hell
because we couldn't wait?
Or would he forgive us 
and open up the gates?
Would he understand
what it's like here on earth
waiting for our peace 
to finally give birth?

Do we take a chance 
and try to find out?
Or do we sit patiently 
and wait it out?
Decisions, decisions
it's so hard to decide
By which choice will you abide? 
it too

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For Me

I do this for me and only me
not because of you
or to make you miserable.

I do this for me and only me
because it's the only way
out of the darkness.

I do this for me and only me 
to make me happy
so I can finally feel
the peace I've longed for.

I do this for me and only me
It's my suicide 
and no one elses.

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Time To Go

Please note this is NOT an indication of what I'm "about to do".  I wrote this 5 1/2 years ago 
when my depression was at it's worst.  I wrote it intending to leave it for my husband and 2 
sons.

It's now time for me to go
I'll quietly fade away.
Nothing you can do 
or say will make me 
want to stay.

I'm tired of the darkness
The lights are long gone
There's no reason left
for me to carry on.

Don't take the blame,
it's not your fault
it has nothing to do with you.
It's all about me and only me.
It's the only way left
to get through

My whole life I've cared 
for everyone else 
and always put myself last
Now it's time to take care of me
and forget about the past.

May the tears you shed
be tears of joy.
Now that I'm finally at peace
Rejoice that I'm no longer
suffering and 
I've finally gotten relief

Don't ever forget me
and know that I won't 
forget you
I've taken you with me,
you're deep in my heart.
Think of me often 
and we'll never be apart