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 Jun 2014 antxthesis
NitaAnn
Things I Would Ask for Help With:

...saying what I need or want

...standing up for myself when something isn't right

...managing the anger

...taking things too seriously

...thinking that when things are wrong, it's because of me

...having fun (I know, it's actually dumb that that is on this list)

...assuming that I'm not good enough


All of these things I would ask for help with -----------if I was brave enough
 Jun 2014 antxthesis
Amanda
Oh,
 Jun 2014 antxthesis
Amanda
Oh,
And I realized how far you could pull my heart in ∞ & a half ways,

you could break me like a pinky-promise.

Little delicate china pieces adorning worn-out shoes.

But goodness,
it has just occurred to me that

we are
stronger
than
we know
of.
And
we love more than we could ever imagine.
Hello there lovely soul!
This is for you, you and you.
x
Oh man, tell me...
Is there wrong in loving?
Is there sin in believing?
I have been searching for the half of my soul
I've crossed the hanging bridges with fear
I've walked a thousand miles with tears
Don't I deserve even a smile,
         a kiss, a hug or just a simple touch?
I have done everything because of love but I know there's no wrong in it.
Do you know what it's like?
To sit alone, overlooked and hurt?

Do you know what it's like?
To cry yourself to sleep every night?

Do you know what it's like?
To be broken and bruised, ignored and confused?

Do you know what it's like?
To die die every day, and yet have no regain?

Do you know what it's like?
To be told your hated every single day?

Do you know what it's like?
To be hurt both mentally and physically by the ones you hold dear?

Do you know what it's like?
To be ignored and scarred?

Do you know what it's like?
To see a sliver of hope, it then to be ripped away?

Do you know what it's like?
To feel as if you could never love or be loved again?

Do you know what it's like?
To cut and beat and shred?

Do you know what it's like?
To live a half life?

Do you know what it's like?**
To be me?
Do you?
 Jun 2014 antxthesis
Joe Wilson
Cast down beneath a waterfall of sorrow
Begging to know if there will be a tomorrow
While sinking into a morass of self-doubt
Unable to see if there’s a possible way out.

The voices one hears have so many sharp edges
Some driven right down to jump of high ledges
While ghouls stand around to share an excitement
Victims themselves, their lack of enlightenment.

The last-minute thoughts of where life was breached
A finality of purpose is sadly now reached
One step and it ends and the pain goes away
There’ll be no more living and no more next day.

What causes some people to end things this way
That last final action that takes all away
Perhaps it’s our failure, we’re not watching out
We get wrapped up in our life and don’t hear their shout.

There isn’t a person whose life ends this way
Who’s not shown the signs of unhappiness’ sway
But we’re blind to their problems, we don’t want to know
As blithely we miss all the pain that they show.

It’s only much later when it’s far far too late
When notices come with a church service date
That we express surprise and say ‘course we will come’
But the signs were all there, we were just far too dumb.

©Joe Wilson – Some Choose Suicide 2014
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