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Did u write that?.. Bcoz its fantastic writing, I think.. U are not gonna live it out, aint u?.. And I know the feeling of feeling empthy and pain

what a fantastic piece of writing!!!

talk to me :)

The mind that thought this brilliant rhyme
to kill it off would be a crime

The darkest hour is before the dawn
Wake up friend, don’t be a pawn!

I cannot be prose that is quite clear
you shine in that field….. my dear?

Hopefully they weren’t saying they are actually going to kill themselves, because they clearly have incredible talent at writing, and that would be terrible to just waste all that talent. And either way, life is never so bad that that is the only solution. Suicide is for ever. It’s not something you do to escape life temporarily. Though you’d think that everyone knew that, psychologically and and subconciously, people still see it as a temporarily solution because they feel so bad at one particular moment and they want to escape at that moment in time, but if they were to sit down and REALLY think about ten years down the line, they’d realise that they don’t want to die. You don’t get to come back and see what everyone says or does at your funeral, or see the effect it has on people. It it the very end, and if you really really think about this, you will understand it differently. I know it sounds weird, as clearly suicide is end and I am clearly stating the obvious, but I’m talking about subconciously here.

Life can always get better, so don’t even contemplate what you wrote in that amazing piece of writing.

Hmm on re reading it, maybe the poem is about hope.. redemption and regeneration. Being finally free from all that is holding you back!

I know there is no pride in suicide
And I truly appreciate to all that have replied

I’m not really good at talking about my problems
But I really can’t think of any way to solve them

This is the best way I feel I can express
Before it bottles up inside me and I get too depressed

If only I could show you all to see
That there really seems to be no hope for me

It just seems to me there’s no meaning to life
We learn, live, and love, but in the end we die.

So why should I wait when I feel like I have no friends
To bring what will eventually happen to a sooner end?

If all we do now is just in vain
Then does not my way of thinking seem more sane?

whats your ambitions?what is it you really want out of life?

Decision taken in such haste,
lays a valuable life to waste

You think you have put much contemplation,
There must be more, to get through this situation

Your problems may seem complex,
there is no need to frown and perplex

No matter how barren it is out here,
You’ll never lack a listening ear

Perhaps not the familiarly comforting,
but strangers who heal the other’s hurting

To fast forward to movie to its conclusion
you’re sure to miss many twists and turns and end it in illusion.

ro wrote:
Decision taken in such haste,
lays a valuable life to waste

You think you have put much contemplation,
There must be more, to get through this situation

Your problems may seem complex,
there is no need to frown and perplex

No matter how barren it is out here,
You’ll never lack a listening ear

Perhaps not the familiarly comforting,
but strangers who heal the other’s hurting

To fast forward to movie to its conclusion
you’re sure to miss many twists and turns and end it in illusion.

excellent

Just trying to help :)

My long gone ambitions were to be
To achieve friendship, love, and stability
But now it seems impossible for me
To achieve any one of these

Stability for me seems like a distant dream
It’s getting harder and harder just to make a living
I’m already such a burden to my family
I wasted all the opportunity that they gave to me

I’ve never had a significant other
And I’m stuck here alone to wonder
Why everybody seems to be finding their soulmate
When will my turn come, how much longer must I wait?

But then I must come to realize
That it’s probably because I barely try
But people say it should come naturally
But natural for me is hard to be

In my group of friends I feel like such a loner
Just another stranger there, standing in the corner
I’ve tried to make more friends but there is no difference
So there really is nobody left to listen

I do not seek help of a professional
Because I really don’t see it being beneficial
But it’s OK cuz after many years
I’ve learned to keep myself from shedding tears

I keep everything bottled up inside
The safest place I know I can reside and hide

It barely feels like I live anymore, but merely exist
Which makes me wonder if I’m gone, will I really be missed?

A familiar tale that is close to my heart
for I live the story that you impart

Opportunities, love, happiness all lost
life has claimed from me a terrible cost

Not long ago I stood on a track in great distress
Waiting for the 5.02 newcastle express

At 5.04 providence prevailed
the newcastle express predictably late

I walked home dejected, a failure at failing
took a stock of all that i had and was not availing

I took the bull by its horns and started anew
End be damned, let this story brew

Let no one claim I was a coward who baulked
If i must fall at least I knew that I walked

I suppose what I’m saying without being contrived
Please don’t give up without having tried.