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lost_child

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its late at nite and now the thoughts are more intense, should i take the pills so that I don't have another nite like the last, do i take the razor to cleanse my soul before i enter heaven...my heads all over the place. I want to die, I want to end the pain, the misery, the intense emotions that I can't deal with I want to stop men from hurting me anymore, i want to feel l clean and here on earth I can't do that. i'm not loved by any family, I was outcarsed...forgotton about, to them I'm better off dead, to me life scares me and death doesn''t.

at nite I lay and look at the stars
wondering if this will be my last
a single tear falls from eye
I have to ask myself and wonder why

why mum u couldn't love me
is their something so wrong with me
that not once u could cuddle me
or even listen to what I would say

u couldn't even read a book
not once would u even look
look at me as ur daughter
not this person u see as so mean

I'm not nasty mum,
I only ever wanted ur love
I wanted u to be proud
instead alone I stood in the croud.

nothin I did was ever good enough
you just stand, look at me and laugh
it hurts mum
it really hurts.

I try to show u that I care
but ur response is unfair
why can't u be there
even if u don't care

mum please tell me what I have to do
so u can just say the words I love u
tell me what I need to say
so can give me some of that care.

all those years off feeling hurt
has finally taken its toll.
I don't have the answers
and I know u won't ever tell

it hurt so much to see u in pain
I tried my best but it was o'so plain
that u hated me from the time I was born
I tried mum, I really tried.

Inside i'm torn, never having felt ur love
inside I'm dead, just waiting for the call from above
don't be mad, or upset
just try to forget

U always said I was daddys little girl
well mum now
Im just daddys little suicide girl
 

lost_child

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its just how my luck works..i can't get into chat. i've tried and it fails just like me. I've got my ex calling, some guy i've not seen in ages sending me perverted messages and stalking me, following me..he's outside the flat now. I can't live in fear and danger anymore 28 years of being hurt, of feeling no worth, not ever being liked, or fitting in anywhere..lord knows i've tried..i've screamed, i've banged on doors to get better, but my friend depression keeps me down, death gives me the key to happiness and a place with no memories or feelings. sorry it was short...i hope u will all be ok. xx
 

see

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I realy hope you found something to hold on to, it would be so sad if you could not hold on.Sorry I was not there for you .:sad:
 
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