| FREAKY POETRY |
| I hate my life I want to die the chain is broken so am I |
| SUICIDIUM: The sharpened blade the searing pain the thick red blood begins to drain the water red atop my brow i slowly sink below the crowd stand high atop fall far below the softened fall the crunching blow To take the plunge to hold ones fate no help has come too long to wait |
| A link has broken the chain will fall |
| The cuts on my forearm bleed like toxic waste The thick red solution slowly gushing forth the pain of emotion greater than the pain of the real the silent death wrought by steel |
| fuck i hate this shit whats the fucking point im gonna fucking die so fucking make it quick |
| HATE WANT LOVE NEED I hate what i am I want what i was I love what i'm not I need to change I hate my peers I want a friend I love no-one I need a break I hate betrayal I want honesty I love truth I need forgiveness I hate society I want acceptance I love what isn't I need tolerance I hate my scars I want to heal I love what can't be I need to stop I hate my life I want to die I love nothing I need a knife |
| my feelings from me they doth hide no love no pain i'm dead inside |
| I sit here alone in silent wonderment the chill on my face like an ocean breeze unfinished incomplete - my soul |
| PREDLUDE TO HATE WANT LOVE NEED i hate my life i want to die alone together you and i i hate my face i want a break alone with you what will it take? i hate my freinds i want one real a lone survivor but scars don't heal i hate this gap i want you near alone forever just fiction here |
| cleaver crashing bones smashing blood pouring none mourning life unbearing death uncaring soul undying not surviving |
| lay me down unto the earth forget my mortal body cast my soul into recess forget my broken spirit block my memory in surpression forget my very existance remove yourself from my belongings protect yourself from me |
| Alone , I wrote, My one line verse, Of someone else's, Life. Alone, I stood, Concealed by friends, That I once thought I, Knew. Alone I heard, The silent sound, Uttered with lip-less, Lips. Alone, I gazed, Upon the stars, Beautiful orbs long. Dead. Alone, I died, Inside my shell, Discarded by my, Self. |
| My life a lie, A cause to die, Slit my veins; and bleed me dry. |