First Suicide, by Loneliness is condescending
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The day wears on unmoving animosity of empathy
Tragic loneliness is all but the emptiness
Listening to a silent voice
Your dreams are coming true
They've been along time coming
So worn out
Hearing them resonates inside my frame
Giving in
A calm panic overwhelming
Regret?
Peace in fleeting thoughts
Death's salvation
Whispers of a breakdown
The echo of a scream, fading
Painful awaking in a white walled room
I'm still alone
No ones morning
Hate consumes your soul burning out you eyes
"You even failed at death"
Meaningless tears escape my shattered life
Failure of my first suicide
Still I find my hope
Soon.. So soon I'll be going home
Hand entwined in yours picture of forgiveness
With a silent click the door seals my fate
It takes just a few to show me my mistake
You'll get tired of all the hate so you'll 'love' me
My mind stays clear because I know
Soon enough I'll be alone
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| Posted: 2005-06-22 04:57:46 UTC |
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| 2005-12-14 07:52:16 | lost the lonely dead |
| whenever you get time maybe over break you might want to print 'white borders, white walls, white supremicy" it sort of came from this poem you have here and its fairly long...maybe too much so...and it need some work...but when you get time id like you to read it and maybe suggest something if you like...its um...quiet interesting...and well i think i understand this poem 'first suicide' that you have here better than most and i'd like to give you a ten because it speaks volumes on many levels...im suprised im the first to comment...and sort of not...*hug* |
| 2007-03-07 01:38:58 | User |
| Well..I am surprised too that I am the second one to comment on this,this is a beautiful poem..vibrant and expressive,I wish I can forget the suicidal thoughts in my head but somehow it never will.. |