The Game Called Suicide

by -Ѕнэ đιεđ ѕсѓεάміηĝ-   Jul 17, 2006


Toying with my blades
playing with my gun
tieing my rope around my neck
this isn't suicide, this is fun

cutting my wrist
but not to deep
taking to many pills
but only enough to make me sleep

choking myself with a belt
but not letting myself go to far
i love this game called suicide
it makes me feel calm

so why are you trying to make me stop
when this game keeps me alive
i love this game that i play
a game called suicide

please vote and comment, i promise to do the same for you, love Mel

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  • 16 years ago

    by sophie

    I love this.. your amazing...
    i beleive in you... u have such an amazing talent at writing.

    love sophie x

  • 17 years ago

    by Robie Lincer

    This is another amazing poem!
    i liked it alot...
    you got the talent big time...

  • 17 years ago

    by lissy

    Hey this poem was awesome it was so true
    PEACE

    *~*LiSsY*~*

  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    You have so much talent. another 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Jelz;; Oh,KillMeFast

    Oh how true ..

    My fave part was

    'so why are you trying to make me stop
    when this game keeps me alive
    i love this game that i play
    a game called suicide'

    Although the last line might need another word added to it, caz when you read it .. the last line sort of sutts off .. rather than finishing with the beat ..

    Otherwise .. Love it ..!

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