Suicide Notes

Sat, 08 Oct 2005 03:15:36 GMT

Watch the clock
it's gone around again
another day has just gone by,
what have I done for this day??
to make it better from the last
nothing but blink my eyes,
sometimes I think it can't
or won't ever change
always my endless sarrow,
why can't i have just one good day
keep hopeing it will be the next
but i won't find out untill tomarrow,
well it's the next day
and I don't feel any better
I'm still stuck in this hole,
as always I'm wrong again
it has only gotten worse
and has started to take its toll,
wearing me down a day at a time
someday nothing will be left to see
and nothing left to show,
I'll cease to be on this day
wondering where I've gone
won't find out untill tomarrow.

Fri, 07 Oct 2005 03:52:37 GMT

Hidden in the shadows
sits a young woman
crying to herself
memories of her past
cascade down her palms
she screams in pain
watching her blood
her memories
her life
fall to the floor
nothing but the night sky to help her out
she stands barely on her own
"YOU WIN... I'M SORRY"
she writes with whats left of her blood
falling to the floor again
salty tears and blood pool around her thobbing head
clutching the razorblade in hand again
she hacks away at her arm
with what little strength she has
not wanting to lie in agony
not anymore
"Goodbye..."
was nothing but a whisper
sould now released
but a broken heart forever living on
all she ever wanted
was love
all she got
was hate
now she is nothing but
another forgotten corpse
dead to the world
her body lays unnoticed...

Thu, 06 Oct 2005 02:51:40 GMT

so this emotion builds and i sway in the wind.
i try to keep my balance, but i'm lost within.
in my insanity i break and i bleed.
i have nothing but my scars to keep me company.
this rotting dead feeling inside my soul.
where else can i turn, can i go?
who will be there, be my friend?
is my bloodshed the only end?
so tears creep up and fill my eyes
and i'm left blank, without a mind
a diseased girl, far too pale
a bloodstained fairy without a tale
so at the end of the day who am i to you?
can you call me a friend? can you say it's true?
i'm left with this void where my dreams should be
but the hideous darkness is all i can see
so far have i gone, yet so far still to go
with so many things that i still need to know
i cover my weakness with laughter and smiles
living my life with such chronic denial
i swallow the truth so as not to despair
when i realize that you never did care
i reach deep inside and tear out my soul
for in this insanity it has no home

Mon, 12 Sep 2005 02:08:49 GMT

long time long time

i'm going to make another journal for journal purposes i haven't done it yet but i'll tell u what it is eventually when i do it all out. i haven't even written in my blogger in like a month. blah. i found a bunch of old pics old memories figured i'd post them in my yafro soon since tomorrow is the first day of school for all u beacon nites. maybe i'll trry to make a myspace lol

anyways i'll ttyl

im a very busy little bee these days

Friends only.

Sat, 02 Jul 2005 19:32:31 GMT

A friend is one who comes armed but I am always ready to strike back.
Say a word or two and sharpen your daggers.
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