Beautiful Nightmare Posted February 11, 2004 Report Posted February 11, 2004 I stand here cold and still, Staring at the bottle with only one pill, One-hundred there was in all, Everything goes black and i fall, Look on the bright side of suicide, Now i have no feelings left to hide. As blood pours from my eyes wide, You see now no-one ever took my side, I hated everyone i was around, Now im happy six foot under-ground. Look on the bright side of suicide, Now i have no feelings left to hide.
BehindBlindEyes Posted February 11, 2004 Report Posted February 11, 2004 YEY... Cool But very depressing poem I love you so much babe. Your such a great writer. I love you to bits.. XxxxX XxxxX yey *Gets on one knee http://www.themightypen.net/public/style_emoticons/default/ohmy.gif and Kisses Your Hand * Soul mate babe i Love you For life.. OH YEY I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
Peredhil Posted February 11, 2004 Report Posted February 11, 2004 Accidently poors cool water on Brian as he bends forward to read... The corpse lay cold and uncaring Blind eyes open and staring mortal clay returning to the soil Having shuffled off this mortal coil Felt misunderstood and bereft of hope She's overtaken the deadly dope Anticipated death's freedoms released But when she died - all existence ceased...
Appy Posted February 12, 2004 Report Posted February 12, 2004 Amazing, love And you'll never stand alone *hugs* (we should meet soon and go shopping *grin*)
Parmenion Posted February 28, 2004 Report Posted February 28, 2004 (edited) These feelings that you sought to hide, These feelings that you don't confide, These feelings that you can't abide, These feelings drag you down inside... Enough to make you suicide. These thoughts are wrapped around you still, These thoughts I write now with this quill, These thoughts are hung upon that pill, These thoughts seem little more than swill... Enough to know you've had your fill. Yet as you fall down to your knees, I'll catch you with my prayers and pleas, For love shares all the hurt and pain, Let this not be your refrain... For trapped within your hidden thoughts, Are countless wisdoms I have sought, Share them with me, show me how, They cause those furrows in your brow. There is much to do before we die, To lay beneath some foreign sky, To drink and laugh on times gone by, Oh how our dreams and hopes will fly! Life is short but sweet its true, A sweetness lost - without you. *hugs* Edited February 28, 2004 by Parmenion
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