drunken lament

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Current mood: high
Category: Writing and Poetry
suicide poem (wrote it the day of my stigmata tats)

i just want to die,
i just want the pain to end.
i just want to NOT be helpless.
i just want to be okay.
happiness is not for me.
hope is not for me.
can you imagine walking through target aimlessly
to find yourself
crying through the aisles and
finding yourself
in front of the boxcutters
wondering if you have the courage
today?
thought not.

wrote this today

schoolyard screams
the pitter patter of
growing feet
raven hair explodes
from her head as
she chases
the boy
and it's perfectly natural

eyes meet across a table
and smiles connect
as she takes her in
she chases
the girl
and it's perfectly natural

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