Pressence of nothing(May trigger)

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  1. Archon

    Archon Well-Known Member

    As she lay alone in bed
    thought's racing in her head.
    The reason for her suffering unknown
    threads of lies weaved and sewn.

    The blade raised above her chest
    shaking slowly rocking the nest.
    With no trigger, and no will
    She took the the plunge and her heart stood still.

    The blood soaked through her sheets
    the hole in her belly continued to leek.
    No family mourned the loss of their daughter,
    it's as if they wouldn't of cared if she went to the slaughter.

    No sadness or remorse
    she took to the heavens on her new course.
    There she watched her family bury
    she no longer cared about any berry.

    She sat on the cloud
    and just stared, hearing others loud.
    It was the noise most people make when they're happy
    but regardless that is the one thing she'd never be,
    nor had she ever been.
  2. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Mmph. Good poem and interesting ending. I take it she's still unhappy in Heaven.

  3. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    time to work on you okay
    time to get help so your sadness and pain goes away
    ending it all won't solve anything
    when tomorrow who knows what it will bring
    time to get some professioanl care
    so you don't end up there
    you deserve happiness
    you deserve peace
    so reach out and get it
    okay just do it for me
    i care i am not laughing
    i wish you healing
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