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Tuesday, 28 December 2004

Mood:  blue

Suicide
By Janice Marie`

There is no joy left in my heart
I can feel the deep pain
As I try to understand what there is to gain
From continuing this charade
Of life as I see it
One day the sun shines and all is well
Then the second day you are living in a hell
Why bother with all life?s problems
When it would be so simple to just end it all

Walking on the bridge with the rain pelting me
Jacket pulled up to my face I can hardly see
Holding on tight with all of my might
There is no one in sight
To witness my plight
Sadness envelopes my soul
As I climb up to the railing
I can see people like ants below
No one cares whether I live or die
Numbness has taken over rational thought
If no one cares then why should I

Arms outstretched , eyes closed tight
Leaning forward for my flight
In a minute I will be free
Of all my mind numbing anxiety
Soaring out I can hear the water swirling below
Into its welcoming arms I will go
The cold water swallows me
Deeper and deeper down I sink
Numbness makes it impossible to even think

Then there is nothing; no feelings in my limbs
My mind has stopped its functions
All I feel is peace



















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