Life

by ..x..[[alana]]..x..   Jan 31, 2007


I wake up everyday
and realise im not dead
thoughts of suicide
are running through my head.
why do the make it so hard
just to take your life?
its not as simple as
grabbing the biggest knife.
the blades dont cut enough
no matter how hard you try
no matter how hard you push
you're still alive to ask why?
so you struggle through every day
with fresh cuts and more stares
and all you can do is look away
and blink away your tears...

i wrote this in a rush so its not very good but vote please, thanks, alana

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  • 17 years ago

    by Eman D

    I thot it was good..last four lines are gold

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