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Tears well up in her eyes.
It's all too much.
Everyday she pretends it doesn't hurt.
Deep down she is slowly dying.
THEY are killing her.
but she can help with the physical.
She runs her finger gently along teh blade.
smiling down at her razorblade friend.
taking a deep breath,
she pushes it harder against her skin.
Making a "T" on her left wrist.
Down the road and across the street.
But just to be extra sure,
She dumps a bottle of pills into her mouth,
quickly swallowing them.
Tears stream down her face.
Finally everything will be perfect.
She found her oasis.
Her own place she belongs.
| I can only sympathize with how you must have felt while writing this. I am truly sorry for the way life was treating you. we all have our ups and downs, but personally, I think suicide will not really give any releif.||| Posted on 2006-01-23 00:00:00 | by marigold | [ Reply to This ] |