Crime. ( could be triggering to some ! )

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  1. Edicius si Evol

    Edicius si Evol Well-Known Member

    I wrote this when I was 14.

    I am sitting on a chair
    Nobody is there
    I am sitting in an empty room
    It’s an atmosphere of gloom

    I’m mortally grieved I’m sad
    I’m alone I feel so bad
    I lost my laugh I hide my tears
    My heart is full of pain and fears

    When I went to bed last night I just cried again
    Love is another word for suicide cause it comes to the same.
    When I woke up so sad this morning I wished I was dead
    I hate to love I hate to live
    I’m completely mad.

    I’m so in despair
    But nobody wants to care
    My heart begins to cry
    Because I just want to die

    I should go to hell was the most-hurting thing you said
    You said that you hate me you said you wish that I was dead
    You know I would really do everything for you
    As a favor to you I want to make your wishes come true.

    When I went to bed last night it began to rain
    When I commit suicide I won’t feel any pain
    When you saw me the first time you wished I was dead
    I love you because you hate me so
    I’m completely mad

    Yesterday I saw you with your new girlfriend
    I heard she already had a suicide attempt
    She survived and now I know what I should do
    If I commit suicide you would love me too

    She’s so beautiful she’s immaculate
    I’m feeling inferior I begin to hate
    She is everything I just want to be
    You’re in love with her, nobody loves me

    When I went to bed last night I thought about your girlfriend
    She already thought about suicide and you think she’s heaven-sent
    When I see her kiss your lips I wished she was dead
    My Jealousy is eating me
    I’m completely mad

    Someone has to die
    You or she or I
    I just can’t stand still
    I just want to kill

    Running downstairs with a knife
    Be prepared to end one’s life
    Seeing lots of blood that streams
    Hearing a loud voice that screams

    Deep in darkness dead of night I decided you should die
    They thought it was suicide and she began to cry
    When I saw you the last time your dead body was lying in my bed
    Nobody knew it was a crime
    I’m completely mad

    When I went to bed last night I began to dream
    I dreamed I commit suicide and heard your last loud scream
    When I woke up so sad this morning I wished I was dead
    Finally I killed myself
    I’m completely mad
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  2. Sa Palomera

    Sa Palomera Well-Known Member

    This one really is.. powerfull, lots of anger and pain in there..

    I like it. Well like is maybe the wrong word, but I think it's a good poem.

  3. ~CazzaAngel~

    ~CazzaAngel~ Staff Alumni

    Awwww :cry: :hug:
  4. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    What a pity that a 14 yr old could feel such despair!:sad:


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