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Feb 03, 2008
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You Shouldn't Have To Deal With This.
Slit my wrists,
Cut my throat,
I don’t deserve to live,
You and I don’t deserve this,
This pain I cause,
This life I lead,
No! I don’t want drugs,
I just want to bleed,
I just want my life to fade,
My heart beat wane
My eyes to close
My breath to stop,
And just to be still,
Through every “Tick” and “Tock”
Of a dusty old clock,
Slit my wrists,
Cut my throat,
I don’t want to live,
You don’t deserve,
To have to deal with this,
To have to deal with me,
I’m overwhelmed,
I’m freaking out,
I try not to yell,
Or scream, or shout
But I’m losing grip
I’m losing it,
And I can’t survive,
Not like this.
— Gentle Storm, Feb 03, 2008
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Calliope
18 years 4 months ago
This is ...
Barbara Writes
18 years 4 months ago
Really good poem
weirdelf
18 years 4 months ago
I have felt the same
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