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Chel

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Copyright, Chel

glancing at the clock
five before 2
no one knows
what shes about to do
the bell finally rings
everyone heads out the door
shes walking out slowly
gazing at the floor
she head towards outside
at a very slow pace
she comes to the door
and shows her face
the suns beautiful rays
reveils her pale skin
which has been soaked with tears
and shows misory which lies within
within her pocket
she hides a rope
the ropes brought out
and tied tightly around her thoat
the other end is attached
to the railing on the side
she carefully makes sure
this rope doesnt come untied
she climbs over the railing
she pears down below
just by guessing
its 10 feet down or so
as she looks strait ahead
through the doors to inside
she peers at a teacher
with tears in her eyes
teacher rushes outside
but shes to late
this girl has plunged
into her fate
dangling by this rope
taking her last breaths
this sad little girl
is put to rest
the teacher rushes to her side
and tries to help her down
but shes devistated
to what is found
with eyes barley open
this girls body is still
no heart is beating
and it never will
this girls mother is called
and her whole family is there
looking at her little body
hanging above the stairs
the day of her funeral
half of the town came
everyone already knows
life will never be the same

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Copyright, Chel

i wish i could die
and forget about the pain
the only thing that keeps me alive
are these thoughts to blame
when im holding the broken glass
upon my bloody arm
i go deeper into my thoughts
and ask why i cause self harm
before i start thinking
im ready to bleed to death
to take all this horrible pain
and finally put it to rest
thoughts of you arrive
when tears stream down my face
i begain to start thinking
the reasons not to leave this place
i want to slice my wrists
i still clunch the glass piece
but thoughts of never seeing you again
i slowly have the glass released
i think im done cutting tonite
the glass is on the floor
i curl up into a ball
and start to think some more
another chance has gone
to get rid of this pain and sorrow
another night i have to live wid this
and have to live all tomorro
i do know i cant die
its what my heart cries out
my mind on the otherhand
only has dought
please help me with my troubles
i cant do this alone
i feel im on this ledge
stop me before my body is thrown
i dont want to last forever
with pain burning inside
i refuse to live everyday
with always wanting to die
theres no dought i love you
its just so hard to stay
i want to live my life with you in it
but i cant when all i want is to go away
i want to escape like a cowward
when this pain is unbarable to have
anger rapidly grows while thinking this
and quickly i begin to stab
jabbing the glass into my bloody arm
anger filled with each motion
feelings with anger and hatred
was the right posion
covered with my own blood
my body begins to be numb
from the bottom of my toes
to all the way through and to my toung
vision getting very blurry
breathing getting exstreamly slow and calm
as my strong arm lays by my side
the glass piece lays inside my palm
tears flowing down my face
when my body begins to get cold
as my life slips away
the glass is the only thing i hold
as gentel as a leaf
falling through the sky
my last breath was taken
as i commit my suicide

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Copyright, Chel

Something is going to happen
I feel it deep inside
The pain that’s burning within
Is getting too hard to hide
The days I feel so empty
I hide it with my smile
I thought it would last forever
But only works for a while
The pain is eating away
And driving me up the wall
I start to creep out of this hole
But once again I fall
This hasn’t happened before
I’m experiencing something new
Often times I felt hope
Now I don’t know what to do
My world’s crumbling through my eyes
This pain is getting too hard to bear
There will be a day when I don’t come to school
No one will know why I’m not there
I’m really at home all alone
Trying to decide my fate
Is it that I choose to keep trying in life
Or is it my life I decide to take
Life seems to have no meaning
We are all born to die
But I decide when and how I leave
I choose my suicide
The rope that’s in the corner
Appears so close to me
I feel this is the right thing
And that this was meant to be
I will never become to anything
I’m an ant in this cruel life
My existence is pointless
I’m sick of trying to be nice
Before I even realize
I take the rope outside
I’m on the towering ledge
Finding a place the rope can be tied
Standing on this edge
The rope is tied around my neck
I take one fatal leap
Without any regret
My legs quickly dangle
While floating in mid air
My face is red and burning
And muscles in my neck tare
Taking my final gasp
My feet do their last dance
My body hangs heavily
As in an eternal trance
My selfish needs took over
As I felt the desire to leave
Never had imagine this would end this way
But death became of me

 

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