Suicidal Lies Poem by christy rich
Suicidal Lies
Cross my heart wish to die why not my lifes just one big lie. I live in the
darkness because i'm afraid of the light i cry myself to sleep at night.
All the voices inside my head telling me i'm better off dead.
I finally listen i know they're right...i make a plan i'll do it tonight. I go to
my room. I try and wait. It's finally time i's really late. I take my razor to
my vien i feel the sharp, intense pain. I look down as the blood starts to
pour i wonder how long it will take as i fall to the floor. It's finally time i
close my eyes it's all over no more lies.
Very good piece of poetry, but I don't think it should be Suicidal Lies, but in fact Suicidal Truth...don't be afraid. Keep writing -suicide
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 7:27:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well you wrote this poem, so I guess it wasn't the end. Thank God. I really feel the intensity, the unsteadiness, the pain in your poem. It really is quite good. But, more importantly, I could really feel it. I can tell your pain was real, and I'm really sorry about whatever drove you to that pain. I can relate with what you wrote, and I can understand depression. It's a main inspiration for my own writing. I don't know when you wrote this, but I hope things are better for you now.