gwen-zinsmeyer - Hello Poetry

Four years of calling him my best friend And he leaves Four years having him to lean on And he leaves Four years filled with laughter And he leaves Four years of confiding in him And he leaves Four years of never dying friendship And he leaves Four years of promises for the future And he leaves Four years of his guidance Four years of thinking suicide wasn't the answer Four years of believing myself Four years of his embrace when I was down Four years of not giving up because of him Four years And he leaves

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Nov 14, 2014

Nov 14, 2014 at 9:28 PM UTC

gwen-zinsmeyer

And He Leaves

Four years of calling him my best friend And he leaves Four years having him to lean on And he leaves Four years filled with laughter And he leaves Four years of confiding in him And he leaves Four years of never dying friendship And he leaves Four years of promises for the future And he leaves Four years of his guidance Four years of thinking suicide wasn't the answer Four years of believing myself Four years of his embrace when I was down Four years of not giving up because of him Four years And he leaves

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Hang a rope Up so high All I've wanted Was to die I'm almost there About to break through I can't breathe anymore As my face turns blue Count to ten Let myself go No one cares But everyone will know No body noticed No body cared Now they will see How low I was in despair You made some jokes Some went to far Your jokes all around me Like I'm in a jar You point and laugh You think it's funny Now just you wait You'll be laughing soon honey Write a note Written in red You'll never know How much I bled Pick up the letter Read it word for word Now you know Your words really hurt With shaking hands Raking through your head You're not laughing now Your crying instead "You caused all this For me to die It's your fault For my suicide"

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Jun 23, 2014

Jun 23, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC

gwen-zinsmeyer

Suicide

Hang a rope Up so high All I've wanted Was to die I'm almost there About to break through I can't breathe anymore As my face turns blue Count to ten Let myself go No one cares But everyone will know No body noticed No body cared Now they will see How low I was in despair You made some jokes Some went to far Your jokes all around me Like I'm in a jar You point and laugh You think it's funny Now just you wait You'll be laughing soon honey Write a note Written in red You'll never know How much I bled Pick up the letter Read it word for word Now you know Your words really hurt With shaking hands Raking through your head You're not laughing now Your crying instead "You caused all this For me to die It's your fault For my suicide"

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All alone I sit In my empty room. Crying my eyes out Just wanting to end my life soon. No one understands me. No one knows what goes through my head. No one gets the pain I feel. No one knows that I feel dead. I cut myself to relieve the pain. I relive the stress just for awhile. Until my parents find out. They look at me like I'm vile. I promised to stop. Promised to let it go. But how can I, When it's the only thing I know? I need it back. Cutting is my drug. I need to let go of the stress within me. Help me. They say they love me But I know they lie. How can they When I want to die? So here I sit. Alone in my room. Crying my eyes out. Wishing someone will end my life soon.

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Jun 17, 2014

Jun 17, 2014 at 5:19 PM UTC

gwen-zinsmeyer

All Alone

All alone I sit In my empty room. Crying my eyes out Just wanting to end my life soon. No one understands me. No one knows what goes through my head. No one gets the pain I feel. No one knows that I feel dead. I cut myself to relieve the pain. I relive the stress just for awhile. Until my parents find out. They look at me like I'm vile. I promised to stop. Promised to let it go. But how can I, When it's the only thing I know? I need it back. Cutting is my drug. I need to let go of the stress within me. Help me. They say they love me But I know they lie. How can they When I want to die? So here I sit. Alone in my room. Crying my eyes out. Wishing someone will end my life soon.

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