Rejections - a sucide letter by a writter
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I fear the love that was given to me
And see it all to well
To feel the thought of security
And see it burn in hell.
For love is an escape of evil things
Like surviving in this crual world
Always getting to see it's Impurities
At first you don't know what to think, besides
It took so long to find you
Till day's and week's and month's go by, to think
It was only blame that fed and grew.
The fate of love was in your hands,
You wonder why he's gone
Maybe it wasn't meant to be
Thoughts are killing
Hate is filling
Bones are chilling
I think it's time to die!
Torn from my head making me whole
Was I the one who was the fool
Trusting my friends to help me through
The best of all was one who knew.
My love burnt to deep
A thought I will keep
Torment in my head
These feelings all have bled.
Life to learn
People to burn
Lying in bed
Put lead in oneÂ’s head
Watch him bleed
My mind will feed
All this I need
With the aim of a beed.
Is it worth the hate inside
Years of friendship blown
Next time I wont be so kind
IÂ’ll sit and watch you mown.
Open the door
Face flat on the floor.
Think of all the good times we had
The car rides, memories and endless trust.
Remember the time I turned around
And a knife was introduced to me
Hospitalized in my head
On the outside I was dead.
They were friends she said
As I lay in bed
My love for you will never end
The twisted fate of reality will bend.
This world was never worth
The pain that will never end
Love, the only reason to live
Taken, never to be able to give. -
Another one
And Her Chances Of Impressing Are Thin...
Mistreated and misjudged,
‘Coz no one understood.
No one ever cared for her,
And no one ever would.
Life was getting boring,
And nothing worth the while.
But going down like this,
Was certainly no her style.
With her ego flying through the roof,
She planned to make them suffer.
She stole her parentsÂ’ gun,
Feeling much more tougher.
She drove her way to school,
Only taking a few seconds.
This day is hers,
Or so she reckons.
She climbed up to a highest,
And announced into the mic,
“I have some thing to share with you all,
Please stay if you like.”
Everyone came rushing forth,
Curiosity in their eyes.
Out came the gun,
And out came the cries.
Waving it above her head,
Now horror filled their eyes,
Screaming echoed in her head,
“Shut up or some one dies”
Her high was at its highest,
High, but high still climbing.
She couldnÂ’t wish for better,
And better yet best timing.
Suddenly she missed a breath,
And collapsed upon the floor.
In those last breaking moments,
Her clothes, she had torn.
No idea, had no one had,
SheÂ’d threatened it before,
Faces struck with stiffened horror,
Starring at the floor.
Gazing at her soulless body,
And clothes so viscously torn.
Crying and screaming,
But too selfish to mourn.
In the records she O.D. herself,
And used the gun for protection.
But as confused as she was,
She died of rejection.
Copyright © kittyjade ... [2003-12-02 20:57:29] -
I really enjoy the second poem, except for the 10th stanza, first line,
‘No idea, had no one had,’
Sound a bit funny, out of place.
And her nick also kitty, heehee.
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got it online...
rejections can hurt someone to tat extend.
i once had tat tot. but cannot me scare height and scare pain.
thus plans aborted at that time when i broke off.
lucky me still alive -
u still hav croco mahOriginally posted by jusgal:got it online...
rejections can hurt someone to tat extend.
i once had tat tot. but cannot me scare height and scare pain.
thus plans aborted at that time when i broke off.
lucky me still alive
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Same here. I almost jumped. But I also scare of height.Originally posted by jusgal:got it online...
rejections can hurt someone to tat extend.
i once had tat tot. but cannot me scare height and scare pain.
thus plans aborted at that time when i broke off.
lucky me still alive
Last minute changed my mind.
So now here I am alive and kicking posting here! -
Hi Jusgal, the same crap that asked you out on V day?Originally posted by jusgal:got it online...
rejections can hurt someone to tat extend.
...when i broke off.