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Life was simple. You travel down this road, and think about nothing. Just traveling along and
then suddenly there is a fork in the road. You have to choose left or right. This time you
choose left. Not sure if that was the right choice but you continue down this path. You can not
go back, for this is a one way street. Not knowing where this road will end you keep on
going. All of a sudden there is three ways to go. So which do you choose? Keep going
straight, turn left, or turn right. You choose to turn right. As you are traveling down this new
path you have chosen it starts to bend. Turning around the corner, you can’t see what’s
around this bend. So you keep on going. The road is still turning, life swirling around, not
knowing where it will stop. You see the straight road ahead as you realize that this road just
took you in a circle. Back on the small dirt path, your life seems to be back on track. Just
then you see the sign ROAD WORK AHEAD. The road starts getting bumpy. And you have to
slow down to dodge the obstacles that lay ahead. The road is now paved and you follow it for
a little longer. There is now five different ways to go and you close your eyes and just
choose. It is a little path that you have chosen and you follow this path missing the sign that
will predict your ending. This road continues to get harder and harder to handle and you
wonder if you should turn around and go back. But its to late, your already in to deep. You
can’t turn around now so you keep going. Still getting harder, wishing you chose a different
path. But this one is yours. It is how it’s going to be, that sign was right. You didn’t see it but
that sign said… DEAD END. That is exactly what life has become. Nothing left to follow, the
road has ended. Life isn’t the same simple road it used to be. No paths left to choose, no
bends left to overcome. Just that one dead end. The end of the road, the end of your life.
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Found it just lying there
Calling my name
Had to find out about this blade
Waking me from my sleep
My soul tonight god not keep
Just one slice
What can it hurt
Everyone makes me feel like dirt
Hold it steady
One more time
Follow the blue line
The red tears I cry
From the depths of my arms
Someone sound the alarm
Slipping into what I call home
Holding on to what is left
Even though I’m just a mess
Found it just lying there
Calling my name
Taking away this pain
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I am depressed. I do need help. Can’t somebody help me?
I want to die. Its gonna kill me. Can’t anyone hear me?
I take the knife. I slit my wrist. Can’t somebody save me?
I slip into my own world. Of pain relief. Why can’t anybody understand me?
I’m almost dead. Bleeding alone. Why isn’t anyone helping me?
I’m gone now. Dead forever. Why didn’t someone hear me?
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Another old poem i found... ENJOY!
In a place where pain is the main goal and hurting is the main sport,
In a place where friends turn to knives and stab you in the back.
There’s a place like this it’s sad to say,
There’s a place like this… it’s called my life.
In the place where I don’t matter,
In the place where no one cares.
It’s a hard place to live and it’s sad to say…that place is called my life.
The life I live everyday, it isn’t worth the pain.
One day I’ll escape it all,
I will kill myself and die.
I’ll be happier when I’m dead,
As well as everyone else.
No one needs me here,
I’m just a waste of space.
It’s sad to say but this is true in a place called my life.
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I haven't posted any poems in a long time so here is one I wrote recently.
You thought it was all fun and games
Never knew your words could hurt
The time has come
You should have been more careful
Really thought before you spoke
Now it's too late
You never know the person inside
All the secrets locked away
Wishing you could take it all back
You can't
Now I'm dead and gone
Hoping this was what you wanted
For it's what you always told me
You wouldn't care if I was dead
You would laugh at my pain
All of this because your words were not just fun and games
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I wish I could be a bird flying carelessly through the sky.
My face moist as I fly through a cloud.
Instead I feel like an anvil weighing down on the world.
Heavy thoughts burden me as I try to remove my self from this world.
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Nobody knows what I go through. If they knew, would they care?
Nobody cares what I go through. That's why I'm so alone. If I really had someone would
they like me?
Nobody likes me. I'm stupid and ugly and will never have friends. If I had friends could I
trust them?
Nobody is worth trusting. Everybody just stabs you in the back. If anyone tried to be friends,
would they really want to be friends or am I just someone to talk about?
Nobody would talk about me. You have to care about somebody to talk about them. Does
anyone care about me?
Nobody cares about me. They would all be happier when I'm gone. If I died would people
cry?
Nobody would cry for me. I'm just a worthless structure taking up space in the already
crowded world. Would one less person make a difference?
Nobody would notice one less person. Specially if that one was me. It's to late to make a
difference so what's the point of living?
Nobody knows what the point of living is. That's why I am afraid of the concept. If I'm afraid
of living does that mean death is good?
Nobody knows. Nobody knows the exact definition of good. If I want to die, then what can I
do to myself?
Nobody knows for sure. Not me. Not anybody. Maybe I will find out one day, but if I do will it
be to late?
I know. I know that I will not take anything from anybody. I know that nobody will ever
know exactly what pushed me there because.....
Nobody knows what I go through.
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This was written when i was like ten... so it's not so great but here it is.
Violets are blue
Roses are red
The words that you say buzz around in my head.
They stay there by day,
And are still there by night.
Because they are as beautiful as morning sunlight.
These words to you may come as a surprise,
So I’ll say them to you and look into your eyes.
This may be a shocker but I know this is true,
The only one I’ll ever love is you.
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Rain falls on the darkened shadows. The souls of the night.
Falling hard onto the ground. Pounding with such fright.
Feelings of sadness come over thee.
As loving as love could ever be.
Hugging its prisoners. Wrapped in its arms.
All things unruly do go unharmed.
Sitting in silence waiting for the storm.
A new life waiting to be born.
Curled up in a ball to protect from the weather.
Trying hard not to get tethered
Depression can hurt you come up from behind.
Sneak up and kill you. The end so divine.
The rain falling harder as you sit there and cry.
No one to know of the tears you supply.
Creeping into the darkness. Slipping off of earth.
Never to become of any worth.
As the rain falls on the darkened shadows.
Everyone dies as he earth becomes fallow.
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I just found some old poems i wrote a couple of years ago so this and the next two poems
were written a couple years ago....
I always feel so alone like no one cares for me.
No one to hug, not a single person to talk to.
Tears dripping down my face, as I lay in bed and cry.
Sometimes I just wish it could all end, and I could die.
Nothing to hope for
Nothing to gain
Everything just adds more and more pain.
I’ve tried to fix it many times, but every time I fail.
I could try one more time but I know it won’t prevail
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