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    dots Submission Name: Tomorrowdots

    Author: Unicorn Poet
    ASL Info:    23/F/Salem, OR
    Elite Ratio:    5 - 406/272/46
    Words: 293
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       I wrote this during a week I spent in the hospital after a suicide attempt.

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    Tears fall,
    Feeling life is a waste,
    My life is a mess,
    And nothing's in place.

    The people that,
    I love so dear,
    I now realize,
    That they aren't here.

    Every day,
    My heart has broken,
    If only those words,
    Were never spoken.

    My life now seems,
    To be something I dread,
    Sometimes I think,
    I'd rather be dead.

    Memories and innocence,
    Forever lost,
    But sometimes I see,
    That is the cost.

    When something cruel,
    Develops to tears,
    It's then that you block,
    Out your most precious years.

    To lose your innocence,
    At such a young age,
    Can only bring,
    Hurt, anger, and rage.

    My life has been sad,
    That is the truth,
    I'm only glad,
    That it wasn't you.

    I would rather have been,
    The one to live through the pain,
    Than to see your tears pour,
    Like a cool summer rain.

    Some people say;
    "It's not so bad, be glad."
    My head told me to listen,
    Only now I wish I had.

    I walk down the streets,
    I see the hopelessness and shame,
    I feel responsible,
    Yet I know I'm not to blame.

    I see the fear,
    In the face of a child,
    Who only yesterday,
    Laughed and smiled.

    The carefree little boy,
    At age four or five,
    Is now a young man,
    Fighting to survive.

    And I fear for my life,
    That's also true,
    I fear for my life,
    Because of me - not you.

    Today my life is filled,
    With pain and sorrow,
    But maybe that will be taken away,
    By the promise of tomorrow.

    Maybe tomorrow,
    Will bring a new day,
    And for once in my life,
    Something good will come my way.

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    ||| Comments |||
      Just a thought: what if tomorrow never comes?
    But assuming it does, I would agree it brings hope.
    | Posted on 2006-10-28 00:00:00 | by Azuire | [ Reply to This ]
      for some reason i feel like i was there in my life.. i really feel her pain..i hope she finds her way cause i sure did..
    | Posted on 2006-10-28 00:00:00 | by DeathsWife | [ Reply to This ]
      i feelthe pain that this person is going through. and i can sympathize with it. a few lines were alittle bit choppy but you pulled through. it makes me sad to feel this kind of pain. i hope that the person finds themselves peace oneday. they seem to be fighting themselfs in there head, and loosing the battle. not good. She needs a friend, who she can truly trust, not just pretend. thats my thougths, ya sorry they suck. but its the best i got.

    great read


    let me know when you put stuff up so i can read
    | Posted on 2006-10-27 00:00:00 | by DeathTone | [ Reply to This ]

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