celticghirl Posted September 1, 2006 Share Posted September 1, 2006 i look at my wrist, i look at the knife i think about this kind of life what did i do? what did i get? horrible memories i cant forget i hate this pain, i want it to stop now i want to explain but i dont know how sorry mum, dad, david and chelle but death sounds better than another day of hell Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
southerngirl Posted September 1, 2006 Share Posted September 1, 2006 I hope your not debating doing this. Life is worth so much. Life goes on and we all have our ups and downs, this poem concerns me for your safety. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
yeawutever Posted September 1, 2006 Share Posted September 1, 2006 Cool one there!!!!!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PRSOV Posted September 1, 2006 Share Posted September 1, 2006 LoL... I just slammed my car into an "imaginary" brick wall. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Relationship Coach Posted September 1, 2006 Share Posted September 1, 2006 CG, I'm still waiting for you to get back to me! RC Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ms. Babydoll Posted September 2, 2006 Share Posted September 2, 2006 I liked it, I just hope you don't really mean the last too lines that much! Maybe you can call it something like "Knife" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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