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Time for me to slip away

You can scream as loud as you want.
But no one is around to hear you.
You can scream in the face of death.
But they wont find you untill you've breathed you last breath.
And all you can smell is the stench of death.

Empty pill bottles scattered around.
Razors lay by her on the ground.
She allways felt her life was a merry go round.
Did she allways live on a roundabout?

As she lays in her pool of blood.
Life escaping her vains.
Tablets taking their grip.

She hears her family cry in shock.
She tries to say sorry,
but the words cant speak.

As she closes her eyes for the last time.
She says silently I love you all.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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My great Family

My parents are great as god
My brother mean more to me
more than my life.
My family will forever be in my heart
My family is more important than my friends
Family is family
Who allways with me in my happiness
and sadness
My family is allways in front of my Victory
not behind me
My family is who i can fully trust in this world.
my family is secret diary for me.

poem by Neethu Nandakumar
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My last flight

Please do not grive none for me.
I'm following the way I was shown.
A life of peace and harmony I did not not know.
Maybe in death I will learn what its about.

Please do not cry for me.
This is my one last flight.
I simply could'nt go on with the fight.

Be not sad with my parting.
Now my final journey has begun.
My past had just one.
It breaks my heart to leave you.
But I didn't have any other way.

Maybe my time seemed all to brief.
And my suicide an untimely death.
It was with relife I breathed my last breath.
Don't waste your time with tears and sorrow.
Remeber the laughs we used to share.

You will think I'm selfish I understand.
But I'll allways love you.
I'm following the way I was shown

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Death - The Gift of Life

There’s nothing certain but death
Nor beyond nor before
We are born and live to die
Death the only gift of life

We fret; make noise, shout and cry
We skid from hills to valley and back
Get torn among home, work and friends
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life

We fight, we scream, we spurn
We step on each others’ toe
All to achieve and amass
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life

Walk we straight with pride
Look we people in the eye
Seldom do we stop and stoop
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life

We make friends, yet sly
Break hearts and water eyes
Too proud to bend or mend
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life

Each death promise another
Our last breath gives forth life
To another birth to die again
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life

Never can we live past in life
In death we reach the very start
From grains we come, to grains we go
There’s nothing certain but death
Death the only gift of life

poem by Thomas PJ New Delhi
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Assassinated

The night was dark
As she walked on and on

The scream pierced her ears
As she stopped to listen

Her neck felt cold
By the blade of the knife

Her breath came in a gasp
Her lungs were exploding

But the hand on her mouth
Was strong and unwavering

She saw her death coming
In the stream of blood flowing

Screaming her last scream
She fell to the ground

Welcoming the death
As the pain let her go

Her heart did not beat
Her lungs would not breathe

She was with the death
With no escape at all

poem by Khaulah Bilal
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Act Of Depression

I tried to cry out from the inside,
But I guess my soul did not pour itself out enough
Blood on the walls, flaming black, blood on the walls,
I saw you staring through the cracks
No one was to know what was happening in me I felt no love,
I felt no reason to carry on with my life
Everything was wrong, nothing was right,
At least that is what I thought
Kids finding laughter at my expense
They were killing me on the inside they couldn't give up their pride
My heart was bleeding from so much grieving
On the outside I looked fine,
You couldn't tell but on the inside was eternal hell
I got caught up in the moment of depression,
and before I knew it my bodywas lying on the ground
With a gun in my hand my hourglass was out of sand
Thanks to all the people who drove me to death
Without you I could of never ended my breath
Through your anger and hate, I was able to choose my fate
There was a way out, but I chose the easy route
Blast of a gun, breath runs out, final thoughts put to extinction
No more pain, no more love,
For you have chosen suicide as the way out... help them
Ice cold fingers, body lays on the floor,
pool of blood you see, you scream out in terror
Her body is now a part of mutilation,
Her soul the victim of strangulation
I will not accept this evil anymore
I never thought of who I hurt or I never tried to look for the good
I'm sorry for whoever I hurt, it's not easy to look back on my life,
and know I did not know Christ
For now I live in a real hell
I wish I had another chance... then I would live my life with love

song performed by by Underoath
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Depression owns me like the devil

Depression you own me like the devil.
You are my master.
To you I do allways fall.
The ball is allways in your court.
You are alwys in control.

Deprssion why do you pick on me?
You can allways bring me to my knees.
You have taken my hart.
And you own my soul.
You stop me at my every goal.

Depression you are like the devil.
You make my life a living hell.
I hate you depression

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Final Warning

Here for first time cutters is a warning for me to you
Cutting is not the answer for the pain you're going through
It may seem at the time that your options are small
Cutting only makes it worse and I will tell it all
You may start out with small ones that barely sting or bleed
But trust me the more you do it, the more that you will need
You'll need the blood, you'll crave it, you won't be able to run
It will ruin your life, consume your soul, it won't be very fun
And it will change everything about you even the wat you act and dress
And you won't be able to stop it as your life becomes a mess
And everything inside you will scream to hide the cuts
No more tee-shirts no more swimsuits, no ifs and or buts
And you will cringe when people lay their hands upon your skin
As your very essense within fears they'll find your sin
And you'll say you'll never cut deep because you never had
But wait untill things get tough, I mean really really bad
You'll lay that blade against your skin and push with all your might
And as you watch your blood flow out you'll begin to shake with fright
And you'll curse and scream but it won't help, you've sealed your fate
Because by the time help arrives, it is already too late
Your body lies there cold and still in your bloodied bed
And there is nothing you can do about it cause you're already dead
So here for first time cutters is a warning frome me to you
Cutting is not the answer for the pain you're going through
Find a reason to go on, to live and take another breath
Because a painful as your life is, it's nothing compared to death

poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Life Or Death?

Every day we live, we always face death
We get closer to it, every time we take a breath
Life is special but death brings peace
Life brings reality and things you believe
Death is hard for everyone around
Death is quiet, no more bad sounds
Life is also hard, all the things we go through
Life can never be easy, no matter what you do
Death is sad, for those who cry
Death is meaningful, for those who die
Life is a work of art, it's nice to look
Life is full of teachings, like an open book
Death is the new life, might as well be dead
Death is a lot more, for what's up ahead
Life brings new things, always something new
Life brings surprises, something out the blue
Death is scary, nothing we want to see
Death is negative, a place we don't want to be
Life is full of love, with the ones close to you
Life is full of money, for those who sue
Death is empty, nothing compared to this
Death is a lot of things, too long of a list
But life is everything; don't wait till there's nothing left
Death can wait, so don't waste your last breath
So just pick your choice, which one? Life or death?

poem by Triauna Hall
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Fall

You were the question
I need an answer
You'd never know how scared I was
Falling in love
You would talk softly
You are a riddle
And I felt so innocent
Standing in your eyes
So hear me now
I'll scream out loud
Can't figure out
How you entered into my world
And I fall down
You are the vision
I'm always seeing, oh
And being alone right there with you
Left me satisfied
You're all I need in life
So hear me now
I'll scream out loud
Can't figure out
How you entered into my world
And I fall down
And I fall down, oh, oh
And now what can I say
I'm so far away
Waiting for the day
When I'll be
Standing in your eyes
In your eyes, whoa, oh
So hear me now
I'll scream out loud
Can't figure out
How you entered into my world
And I fall down
And you crash into me...

song performed by by Michelle Branch
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Story of a girl

this is the story of a girl-(and not a song by blink 182 ewww)
who allways found herself
hateing this world
everything that happened
allways was her fault
she finally decided
it wasnt worth the guilt
that she would rather die
than live another day
that she would rather die
than hear another lie
for days, weeks, months,
she tried to decide
if she wanted life
or just death
she decided to give up
she chose the wimps way out
she chose to have
her funeral b4 marriage
her barrial b4 graduation
the gun b4 too lobg
was loaded and at her head
a single tear rolled down her face
she knew soon she would have to leave
her lover mom and dad
so she slowly squeezed the trigger
and finally she had peace
but wait
what are those voices
where are they comeing from
what is that light
am i in heaven
i thought there was no such thing
but i hear one sweet voice
but it sounds so sad
it is josh
i hurt him real bad
as i slowly drift away i hear them say 'were losing her'
i hear a tiny wimpering cry
and from there i hear nothing
i am gone...

date unknown

poem by Bekie Carroll
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Deviance

I embrace the darkness within
Forever serve beneath its hand
Horrid thoughts that surface to me
Ceremony bloods command
I will live through this forever
I have done the things you grieve
As you kneel before its evil
Death is here deep inside your

Skinned alive now naked
Terrorized no humanity
Seek salvation from an mia god
Empty vessels chanting for your death

Walk the streets beneath the shadows
Searching for a cryptic bride
Eat alive the conscience I hate
Without pain I watch you die
I will live through this forever
I have done the things you grieve
As you kneel before its evil
My face is the last you'll see

Soaked in blood the mask you wear
Haunting cries the dead scream for me
Staring eyes invoke no guilt
I can taste your mind your lifeless

Face the dead and dying
Feel your life drain
Through your soul
Seek salvation from an mia god
Empty vessels chanting for the dead

Death is yours
Your veins have dried
Staring eyes of glass now empty
Still you speak with lips so cold
In my head I hear you cry

God is dead can't save me
Taking lives with impunity
Resurrection of a deviant Christ
Feeding hate to capacity - deviance

song performed by by Slayer from God Hates Us All
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Disingenuousness

Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.

Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:

Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!

Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011

The March of Death

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Life After Death

(ian hunter)
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Do you stop take another roller coaster ride
Do I beg, steal, cheat or lie? oh my is there life after death?
Oh I wish Id never smoked so much
I wish Id never felt the devils touch
All that passes through my eyes so fast. oh my.
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Its such a sad sad song
Mother nature aint never wrong
She always tells you when youre getting on
Oh my, is there life after death?
I can hardly wait to see my face
Will I still have one in a different place
Oh youll forgive me if I hesitate, but oh my
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is it any wonder, I feel just a little bit under
I hear choirs filled with fenders say return to sender
Jumping information, Ive got hyperventilation
Will it help me if I walk the streets
I gotta get down search around here dragged by my feet
Oh no I never knew those (? )
Im gonna shake it, shake it, shake it, is there life after death
I cant remember when I felt so sick and rough
And now theyre gonna legalise the stuff
It sure tells you when youve had enough, off the cuff
Is there life, is there life? is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life? is there life after death? do you believe,
Ive run out of breath.

song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Demised Creature

So far beneath the surface
The coffin surrounding
Air slowly escaping
Mouth going dry
Eyes glazing over
The dream feels surreal
Crying out so loud
No one hears a thing
Ignoring her every scream
Blood in her veins slow
Skin peals from her pink cheeks
They were the death of her

Where have you been?
Your late to my funeral
How could you?
When you put me in this coffin

My life was nothing
Not even a tear of remorse
You broke me down
Brought me back as a creature
heartless, soulless, breathless
Then my existence was ripped
Just kill me, put me out
My flame has already died

Where have you been?
Your late to my funeral
How could you?
When you put me in this coffin

poem by Jennifer Ottinger
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I once felt

Sometimes I wish I could rewind my life.
Put right all the things that went wrong.
I allways felt my life was a stife.
I once felt alive now I feel so very dead.
My head is filled with dread.

Many times I wish I could turn things around.
To some how change my life.
And end my strife.
All I ever wanted was to live my life freely.

But somewhere along the line,
There people would be putting me down.
And having something to say.
And deep In my heart and soul,
Lay the memories I hate.

In the end I knew the odds were against me.
So I tunt my back and left it all.
I thought taking my life was the only way.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Death of the Poet

How can one be betrayed by death

Be cheated out of living

Hate filled heart, blood shot eyes

Cold-bloodily will be of it

Heart empty beats uneven

Let I revenge all before death

With every breath vengeful fire

Let I take my life for you

Murder the old lady shall scream

Murder from the top of her lungs

The poets dead! - triumphal wreath

I am gone now to another planet

Please if not all hold onto my words

These are but just simple genius

Manifold a great poet of the time

I cut my wrist so I can write in blood

Paint a portrait of vivid images

Pull out my vain and hung it up

What a bloody mess I have caused

Shocked as their eyes wonders

They have seen the silent murder

They have slain the poet.

poem by Obinna Nwerem
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You get angry

You get angry
thats what death does
A light
A warmth on my face
The breeze through my hair
I smell the trees

You get angry
thats what death does
A heartbeat
A silent scream
Sinking
A coldness creeps in
Shadows dance in your eyes

You get angry
thats what death does
Not a death of the flesh
A death of the heart
The funeral of love
The welcoming of silence

Where you used to whisper...
I love you

poem by Lynzi Berner
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Response: I Will Follow You

I wasn't gonna write
I didn't plan on losing this internal fight
I really thought I couldn't handle what I could become
I still don't, but it's in those times of greatest pain
Those times where I tend to feel most insane
When I need an outlet, so I guess this time, this is how we'll speak because I'm Your son
I'm sorry if I just failed You
I'm sorry that right now it's hard to trust You too

You gave me a Spirit that is strong
You gave me an unstoppable strength, my joy, my song
This I sing out, with every breath of life
But my body yells and shouts louder than my Spirit
You feel far from me, but my body is me, alas with its strife
It is a deafening scream, even if it were silent... I must admit
The painfulness, the closeness, the selfness make its cries-
LOUD... Loud... loud, it's hard to sing over the yelling as my soul dies
So give me again this life and joy, slience the death and screams
Show me there's more to this situation than it seems
Show me that You're there
Show me that You're here
Show me You're with me now
Show me that You never left, such as you did vow

So amidst the torment, amidst every stab, amidst every scream
Give me Your voice to scream
Give me Your voice to scream your praise
Silence my cries in malaise
I feel the blood, I see the blood, I lose the blood
I feel the pain, I see the stain, it's physical... and spiritual
Sorry I didn't listen, you tried to save me, but please reign down your love like a flood
As I choke on pain, I do not ask for physical healing, but God heal my spirit and make it perpetual
I want to forever hold on to you
I want to see this pain with your view

Dear God, do not let it end here, do not let that be the end of this reponse, not that end
Please I pray you do send
Send more, not just Your view of my pain, send more of You, I want see people like You see them
I want to share Your love and forgiveness to every sin
Thank You already Lord that THIS is my response
Thank You for giving me the words to respond to utmost pain
Thank You for showering me with Your love that does not wain
That never runs out, and never runs dry
I will follow You, I will follow You, I will follow You, I will try
Let me not again stray away
I will follow You, I will follow You, I will follow, now I see Your words that I am to respond with, say:
I will follow You

poem by David Knox
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Never thought it would happen...

you were my strength,
my hero,
nothing will replace,
you wont be forgotten,
No-one will forget your face.

Try to forget that place,
Medication to keep you breathing,
Allways arm around you,
To keep you fighting,
Oh I’ve felth the blues.

The ballad of your death,
You lived so fast,
Hope you were happy to your last breath,
This time wont be the last.

Hope you would stand up,
Smile at me,
Telling me it was a joke,

Please stand up,
Wake up again,
But you wouldn’t move,
You touched so much hearts,
You move all things aside,
You are an everlasting groove

poem by Scentless Apprentice
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Dance with Death

Consecrated cold earth
There is no dignity
Sworn to die from birth
Here to lie for eternity

So is there glory in death
Never again to feel warm
Or see the light of day
Is death the prize for life

I’ve got the stench of death
On my hands
I just buried a friend
Dance with Death

I saved his life
To put him in the ground
Such a high price
Can’t break the chains, I’m bound

I have a fire inside me
Feels like I’m from hell
What else could it be
Death has me in its spell

I have to say good bye
It would be much better
But I keep seeing his eyes
I know I’ll see them forever

I’ve gotta let him go
I need to end the pain
But I don’t know how
Seems I’m caught in this game

I have the stench of death
On my hands
I just buried a friend
Dance with Death

I’m in that dance
The waltz of endings
The horrid trance
Of new beginnings
I’ve got a dance with death
Swing to his song
Take your last breath
It won’t be long

You’ve gotta move to the beat

Dance with death

Play his song for me

Dance with death

poem by Haley Revell
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