Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by resistance, Feb 20, 2006.

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  1. resistance

    resistance Staff Alumni

    The fate of my life is in my hands
    Do i live or do i die
    Do i suffer or rest in peace
    Fight the urges or become one of the deceased.

    I think of this every day
    and it's difficult for me to decide
    Unsure of what lies ahead
    I think i'd just rather die.

    Whenever i get the pills ready
    I always stop to think.
    Part of me doesn't want to
    and it's that part of me which speaks

    Why can't i gather the courage.
    Why can't i just fade away.
  2. gothic_spleen

    gothic_spleen Antiquities Friend

    very deep....i feel that way alot...i constantly have my piece loaded but cant use it...something always holds me back, not fear, but something else...dont know what it is but something holds me back...very cool poem
  3. hunni...

    I am so glad that you are still here - fighting - you are so strong really and I love you v much.... Your writing shows real talent :hug:


  4. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member


    I have to say that I felt that one! I loved it...because its somethign that makes you stop and think...

    Love BP
  5. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

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