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Damn.....I like....I got one too but it ain't as good. It's about one of my friends, and how he killed himself. yeah, you'll figure out the message from it.
What is the searing pain I feel in my heart?
It burns, and eats away at me.
This dark presence that I feel deep down within my soul.
It bekons to me. Calling my name.
I lose control. It takes over.
He makes promises, then breaks them.
What could cause this demon inside of me?
Could it be greif, greif I feel from some past event?
Could it be hate that's been held inside for so long?
This evil it causes so much pain, hurting those close to me, thos I love. Pushing them away. Pulling in people that only bring harm to me. I need help. I'm drowning. I can't breath. WILL NO ONE RESUCE ME?
All I see is darkness. I can't hear, and yet I do hear something.I can't see and yet I do see something.
I shout out in pain and nobody hears me. I scream and shout. PLEASE HELP!!! WHY WON'T YOU LOOK AT ME?! HAVE I HARMED YOU? please, I'm so helpless, I need you save me. You're my only hope, and you've turned your back to me. Why have you. THis darkness, it burns away at my flesh, my soul, my very being. I can't take it any more. I need an escape, but it seems that you are the cause of my pain. I look at you for help and you just laugh and spit in my face. You seal all points of escape. You, the one I intrusted my heart to, have betrayed me, and it seems that all I can do is fall into this darkness that is eating me alive. Please, I beg you, give me a sign, show mercy. But all you do is laugh. And then in a flash, you are gone, and I am scared. I have wounds all over my body, the bleed. But not blood, but my soul. My wounds cry out in pain. And then, there's a light. I see something. I hear the rushing of wind. In the light stand two people. They seem to be reaching out their hands. One, a woman, no a girl. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on and she has long hair and she seems to be saying something. I can't hear it over the wind. And the man Is also saying something. But his voice is strong. I can hear it over the wind. He tells me to be strong. That he is there for me. That they are both there for me. And then you show up again. YOu tell me that I don't need them. THey continue to hold out their hands. YOu tell me all we need is eachother. I'm confused. I don't know what to do. I feel torn apart. I want to be with them, but I don't want to leave you. I cry out. They hold me, you scorn and curse me. I stand up and walk away with them, you scream out in hatred.
But I still feel that pain in my heart, my soul, what could it possible be from. I ask you now, please, help me. Tell me what I must do to make this riight. To make this pain that eats away at me go away. Please, I beg you.
....hey, I wrote another...must have been really late cause I don't member it but here it is.
It's the one I mentioned above.
Pain, a searing pit of darkness. Nothing to see, no one to hear. All that exists is the burden of your sorrows and fears. When you cry out, no one can hear you, no one can comfort you. Your only friend is your hate. You see images of the times when you jelt light and were filled with joy. YOu see how happy you were and then it's gone. Then comes the image of the cause of your sorrow, of you pain, of your dispair. It throws you into a rage. The deep-set burnning hatred that you feel for it comes back, you lose control, began to yelll, but the words are unthought of. They seem to just stream out of your mouth with out you even knowing it. It turns from a deep rage to an intence furry. Your words become more hurtful with everyone that you say. But you don't even realize just how destructive they are until you come to your senses, and by then, it's too late. You've destroyed something that was once so beautiful. You been driven back into the pit of darkness, only even deeper. You look up and see a ring of light that is the brim of the pit, but know it is impossible to climb out. You can't go on like this. What's left to live for. Everything seems so useless, you seem so useless. And like that, it all ends, all the pain is gone, the suffering, everything. Your life is over cut off at such a young age. But was it worth it? You'll never know now will you?
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