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Showing posts with label Suicide. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Suicide. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Her Eyes



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Behind her eyes there was always a sadness
One that, if not careful, you were likely to miss
She hid it well but the torment had taught
Her that keeping secrets was the best way not to get caught

She wasn't always this cruel, this is why her emotions shone through
As deep down, her soul was withering as she knew
She could have been so much better
This is why she began to write the suicide letter

Her eyes are now in an absent state
As it is now that her sad life has met it's fate
She let herself get dragged down into the deep
Now her soul is resting below while her mortal body lies in a heap

She felt this final action would rectify her past
A simple solution that was thought up too fast
However it was selfish as two wrongs don't make a right
She should have remained strong and put up a fight

She felt she had no way out but there is no excuse
To let your behaviour change and your morals become loose
As your mind is your own and the decisions are yours
And in the end, you pay by ending up that sad lost girl lying on the floor




Signed Patricia Hilton


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Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Life Lost


I can smell the depths of the past

Leaking all over like a junkie smoking crack

The sweat of the night just rearing its head

I was told there weren’t any warning signs

So why is she dead?



That this is how it is

But if you really listened to hear

You would’ve heard her cries

Maybe we could see the reality through her crooked lies



She was desperate

Her mind a tangled place of insane

Her body a glistening realm

But no one knew she was at a loss with no gain



Since she didn’t wear woe on her face

There was no way to explain

That the meeting of the minds

Wasn’t really a game plan



Now her body hugs the floor

Life now invisible

No place like home

But I can’t grasp the principle


How does this happen?

Who is to blame?

A woman with promise

But no one knew her name


4 siblings

3 kids

2 loves

1 result



I loved her more than life

There is no doubt about that

I couldn’t save her though

That’s a blunt fact


13 years later, I still feel the numbness

Cookie crumb trail of the dark abyss

Her kids have kids

Does she know what she has missed?


Sadness took her life

What do you know about this?




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