Candice Darling
Portsmouth, Virginia

Til Death Do Us Part.

Rating: 5.0
I love you but your killing me.

I never know when to talk.
I'm Scared to ask you anything.

I'm being smothered and I can't yell for help.

No One Knows, They Just Dont know.

I smile at Thanksgiving and act like nothing is wrong.

On the inside I want to run and never turn back.

I would give up my home, my family, my everything.

To be free.

Your hands they are so big, so hard.

I remeber when I was nineteen, they were so soft and caressing.


My face is Numb. The Potatoes were cold. Im sorry.

The bleeding from my nose has stopped but the bleeding in my heart will never.

Last Night while you were sleeping I thought about leaving.

I cant.

I wont.

Its not your fault its mine.

I dont clean well enough, I dont cook worth a damn.

My throat is burning. Not from you tho babe.

Its from my bottle of Vicodin. I just took.

52 left in the bottle.

I know I need to die. Not by your hands but by my own.

I dont need to disappoint you anymore.

I love you, I always will.

My King.

Oh here you come.

I will smile and lay beside you in bed in a minute and as you sleep I will pass, I will be free.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
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COMMENTS
Marvin Brato 21 May 2008
yah and a solid virtual punch indeed! A 10.
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Shhhhhh Noooone 05 February 2008
Wow. Who knew you could inser a vertual punch in a poem. Nice. ~Angele
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