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Wishing, Hoping, Praying I wish so badly that I was dead Found in a tree hung under head The tender kiss felt from a rope Its for this end that I do hope To end the pain felt day to day Its for my death that I do pray So I am wishing, hoping and praying That from a tree ill soon be swaying Its not the fear of being dead Its living life that I do dread Its living in this hell on earth To the day I die back to my birth And all the days in between Make this life seem so obscene So when the day does finally come And to my wish I do succumb Ill look and find a hopeful tree Then ill pray on bended knee Ill climb the tree a limb up high And to my neck the rope apply Look around give one last sigh And when I drop begin to cry By Mr. E. Jones |
You want a real work of art? A true statement? Real depth,rage and beauty? Don't be a pretender,pull the trigger because blood spilled across a page would be more poetic than this played out drivel. There is a lot to be said for originality,unfortunately none of it is stated here. | Posted on 2005-09-27 00:00:00 | by honus | [ Reply to This ] | Well Mr Jones, | I hope that day will never come to you. Taking your own life is not the way to go. Have you ever once considered the hurt and pain you will cause to other folks? Do not tell me no one cares, because someone does. Sure life have it's ups and downs. You are not the only one who feels as if life is a disappointment. Instead of doing away...do something about. Your write shows you have talent. Apply it! You have to be strong. In your write you mention the word "pray". Prayer is a powerful tool. Let me tell you a short lil story. The past 5 yrs of my life has been a challenge. My mom passed on. 10 relatives passed on within a year. Our house burned to the ground. It took a year to get re-built because we had problems with the contractor. Got sued and counter sued the contractor. I got ill, almost passed. 2 teenage cousins got killed, because of their lifestyles. Son had to have brain surgery. Daughter contracted meningitis (mosquito bite). Elderly father got ill. Here's the ending...Katrina hit and our house had water up to the roof. One of my brothers was missing for 4 days. Don't know when we can go back and re-build . So we are "refugees" as the media calls us. What I'm saying is...with all of this happening/happened I should be shattered to pieces. I'm not. I have faith and I tell myself it will be all right . You have to tell yourself the same thing. Forget about your pass troubles. If you need to vent, PM me. I'll be praying for you, take care...wanda | Posted on 2005-09-27 00:00:00 | by bigfineq | [ Reply to This ] | |