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    dots Submission Name: My Unique Suicidedots
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    Author: dancer06
    ASL Info:    20/f
    Elite Ratio:    4.74 - 232/171/43
    Words: 848
    Class/Type: Poetry/Angry
    Total Views: 362
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 4969



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       Suicide is serious. It scares me. People regret it in the split second they have yet they get no second chances.


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    dotsMy Unique Suicidedots
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    I cant take it anymore.
    Im about to walk out that door.
    All my friends are not friends at all.
    They will laugh as I fall.
    I made my bed and now must lie in it.
    All that work and what do I get?
    I always feel so helpless
    Like everything I do is a guess.
    My soul was jerked away from me!
    I should’ve charged them a fee,
    For now my heart is cold and hard.
    I guess I chose the wrong playing card.
    All my problems start at school.
    They taught me how to play the fool.
    All my flaws are picked apart
    Like banned books on a rusty cart.

    I’m no longer a problem
    And its all because of them
    That I am lying on the floor,
    And bleeding from the core.
    I always come up short!
    My thoughts I cannot sort.
    I’m drowning all alone.
    NO calls come from the phone!
    I won’t ever call for you again.
    I just couldn’t be your perfect ten.
    I feel numb within myself.
    I have no memories on my shelf.
    My insides are ripped away
    And nothing about me is ok.

    I chose to take my life today.
    I felt it was the only way.
    I know you all want to take the vote.
    Should I die by slitting my throat?
    Or should I choose the pesticide
    For my unique suicide?
    I feel like a nasty bug
    Something that no one wants to hug.
    As all the thoughts drain from my head,
    I realize I don’t want to be dead.
    It was you I wanted to see die,
    Because your whole life was a lie.
    They say that its all sticks and stones
    But it was your words that broke my bones.
    What you thought was all fun,
    Made me grab my dad’s hand gun.

    What made you think you could do this?
    You just had to take your deadly kiss.
    After I’m dead no hearts will weep.
    Friendship these days come so cheap.
    I see someone standing over me.
    Her face has no smile or glee.
    Oh my God! What did I do?
    My mom loves me and my dad too.
    Did I make the wrong choice?
    I yell but I have no voice!
    I believe I have made a big mistake
    My life is not mine to take!
    A tear rolls down my cheek.
    With blood pouring I don’t look chic.
    My whole body is feeling cold.
    My own life I am trying to hold.

    As darkness begins to envelope,
    My thoughts cannot develop.
    When you feel so lost,
    And your heart is frost
    You wonder why you want to live.
    You know that you have nothing to give.
    It’s like trying to find a corner in a circle room.
    You just kicked yourself into an early tomb.
    Why did you make the choices you did?
    Why did you have to lift the lid?
    I took a bite of a forbidden fruit.
    My own horn I had to toot.
    No one was there to brag or boast.
    No one at my funeral proposed a toast.
    Backstabbers came to see me there,
    In my casket and so bear.

    In my memory I want to erase
    All the problems I could not face.
    All the preppy girls
    With their head full of curls
    That wept at the thought
    That it was them I caught.
    They know that they have caused my death.
    They skinnied down by smoking the meth.
    I hope they choke on Chinese rice.
    Then maybe that would make them think twice.
    I hope I haunt them in their sleep.
    Through the darkness I WILL creep.
    I wish to turn your feelings to blood
    And let it run from you in a flood.
    You thought that you were so good,
    Concealing what you thought you could.

    All the fun you had to poke.
    It was your throat I wanted to choke.
    Why must you do what you do?
    You have sniffed too much glue.
    My anger has to be released
    For it has broken my weak leash.
    Through you all I felt pain.
    This lesson gave me nothing to gain.
    My choice is now permanent.
    It has pitched its tent.
    What has been done is done,
    And I chose to run.
    But God has taken me under his wing.
    At the top of my lungs I want to sing.
    I’m here to fulfill my goal.
    My anger has taken its toll.

    By my tomb I hear them pray.
    Under their breathes they do say
    “My heart sings a mournful song,
    Because what I did was really wrong.”
    I laugh at them
    Because they did not win.
    But as realization comes to pass,
    They feel like they are walking on glass.
    All they had to do was be nice
    Now they skate on very thin ice.
    Put the pieces of the puzzle together.
    We are all of one feather.

    At my sad story children will whence,
    But I know now, I made a difference.





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      Really harsh, I can really sense your anger. This is good, but so much angst I kind of started laughing cause it's good like that. It is really good and gives loads of colorful and imaginitive detail and a well balanced theme. Great peom as usual, keep your chin up and give those [censored]s the finger!
    | Posted on 2005-06-25 00:00:00 | by Lauren Guzman | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow, The feelings you brought out brought back memories unfortunately. You aren't the only one that has felt this way trust me. I loved how you got to the point and made sense of everything you said. I have felt the same. Right before I went to Iraq. I felt that way, very nice expression
    | Posted on 2005-05-07 00:00:00 | by pvt.ackerson | [ Reply to This ]
      THIS PIECE WAS SO TOUCHING AND GRIPPING.
    I LOVED THE WAY YOU ERESSED YOUR TRUE FEELINGS AND SHOWED EXCELLENT VIVID DETAILS. THIS TOTALLY YELLED FOR MY ATTENTION , IT WAS LIKE A DESPERATE SCREAM TO THE WORLD, BUT NO ONE LISTEN, BUT WHEN DEATH CAME UPON YOU, ALL EARS WERE FACED YOUR WAY. GREAT POEM 100% !
    | Posted on 2005-04-23 00:00:00 | by J-IDENTITY | [ Reply to This ]
      ...WOW... just , wow... you should make a living out of writng... but once again, as u said u write better when ur depressed, so i think you shouldnt. Its a very long poem, yet it is great! while i was reading it i felt like i was there watching things hapen as i read them. Great job! Keep it up. You get to express yourself in an extremely clear way. I never thought I would read something this good here... I bet people in like 50 years from now will be reading about you in english lit.!
    BTW, this would make a REALLY good song... like... a hard rock, or punk song...
    | Posted on 2005-04-18 00:00:00 | by Pelon | [ Reply to This ]
      hey. nice poem. i dont see much around here that makes me think but this one did. ppl rite to many soppy poems or pity party poems. this one is harder, colder. more direct and dissicive. and even though it's long you managed to mantain the flow of it too. and i like the way it ends. it makes me feel like i dont have to worry bout you lol. thats another problem with some poetry, it makes me think the pplz are all completely psyco. good job again.
    keep on the keepin' on,
    mheracai
    | Posted on 2005-04-14 00:00:00 | by Saphire Twiligh | [ Reply to This ]
      This was really good, though very sad. I love how you made the whole thing flow and how the whole thing turned out in the end. (the person making a diffrence, not the fact they died)
    | Posted on 2005-04-13 00:00:00 | by Akili | [ Reply to This ]
      Hey Cat. I liked this. You read it out loud to me one time. It made me. . sad. You had so much emotion reading it. It could so be a rap song or a song in general too. You have a unique ryming scheme. Kinda. . just blunt and to the point using everyday objects as something deep and profound. Makes the reader be able to relate more then they would normally. I thought you'd like your first comment coming from me. I love you Cat!
    ~"Abby"
    | Posted on 2005-04-13 00:00:00 | by BCute | [ Reply to This ]


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