The voice of a dying heart

Discussion in 'Suicidal Thoughts and Feelings' started by sunshinesunny, Jan 3, 2007.

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  1. sunshinesunny

    sunshinesunny Well-Known Member

    Still Alone in life after so many years
    My heart is as dead as barren land
    Where no blossoms grow only weeds abound
    It’s me my sorrow and the depression hound
    I am down and helpless
    In this merciless world
    With no one to count on except the one above
    In sorrow and grief have the years passed
    With no companion to lessen the burden of my heart
    I am as alone as I was before
    The pain of my hart continues to grow
    Life to me has become a mere burden
    Devoid of taste and flavor that I once knew
    The world to me is closing on
    I can’t find the strength to carry on
    I already am dead it’s just the end that remains
    Finally I will lay off the burden that my soul sustains​
  2. sunshinesunny

    sunshinesunny Well-Known Member

    Why is the world so cruel to me?
    So evil so treacherous so devious so mean
    They wont let me wont let me speak
    My thoughts and conscience they cannot steal
    I have always been an honest soul
    But people just want to punish me more
    For the crimes I never did
    Nor even thought of
    Is it the fate or the fault of the system?
    That the original fail and the crafty thrive
    Leaving the deserving to strive for their lives
    Certainly there is some thing wrong with the people here
    That’s the only thing that is perfectly clear
    Leave this place if you want to live
    Make your life for you have time still
    They will seek to delude with clever ploys
    To them Law and religion are mere toys
    It is by design not by default
    For God is not unjust nor a despot
    To defeat them requires an all out assault
    If the oppressed don’t rise it’s their fault
    The wronged will weep and the weak will cry
    But the vultures above will continue to fly
    Searching for every new corpse their system generates
    They are despotic mean and total degenerates
    To this clearly is no end
    The wicked will attack while the innocent fend
    Fend for their lives the only thing they got
    For all the wealth falls in the land lords pot
    God they blame for the system they made
    But this lie too is destined to fade
    Fade like the dark when the sun rises
    And rise it will no matter how long it takes.
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