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Quelling my fervour and vitality to perpetuate or persevere.
Significance diluted; only rancid afflictions torment my dull heart.
Pink-rimmed watery eyes bleed tears of forgotten passions,
whilst lacklustre emphatic sympathies deluge my unseasoned psyche
devoid of benevolent intent, diseased by loss.
Gleaning shattered remnants of beatitude from my elapsed precedent
but the jigsaw no longer fits together.
A deep black-lined sullen, morose void accumulates in the puzzle’s centre.
Beckoning, sneering, urging, compelling me to commit the final act
Desperation overlaps reason, powerlessly blinding sense.
The gaze of one million pairs of sightless eyes torches my core.
Stiletto blade reasoning. Slit wrist theory.
Down the road, not across the street.
Cavernous forearm flesh wounds yawn sickeningly wide.
Pain fades as coldness blankets my sallow cadaver.
Coroners report protocol.
Generic depressed teenage suicide #1.
> 2 long m8
Yes, because 18 lines is something of a mammoth reading...
> Probably, I have to survive the 20's first and I guess the 30's are
> quite dependent on what you do during the 20's. :)
*****
Well, I was aware of my declining physical abilities during my 20's so I partied. A lot. And did drugs. A lot. And went abroad. A lot.
The only thing I didn't do a lot of was have sex. At least, not with anyone else ...
> The 30's are way better.
Probably, I have to survive the 20's first and I guess the 30's are quite dependent on what you do during the 20's. :)
> Paradox: wrote:
> I hope you get cancer you small minded critical little spastic.
>
> Hmmm, its not often i like to see this sort of tone, but in this case
> i agree.
I dislike being malicious towards people but this guy got me excessively riled up; especially on the issue of suicide which is something of a touchy subject with me.
Fear me.