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Some people die,
Because they hate life.
They always try,
To give into the knife.
They have no reasons,
To live through eachday.
No one to help them,
So they throw their lives away.
As for me,
All I can say,
Is that at one time,
I was the same way.
Sometimes it whispers,
The old fears in my head.
I try to ignore it,
But I wish I was dead.
I know it doesn't help,
These things that I wish.
For I think of my friends,
And knew I would be missed.
People will call names,
Call me baby or demanding.
But if I'm the weak one,
Why am I still standing?
Some people die,
Because they hate life.
But they never try,
To live life, without the knife.
- by Niari Henemaru |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/02/2009 |
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- Title: Reasons...
- Artist: Niari Henemaru
- Description: The turn around in my life.
- Date: 10/02/2009
- Tags: reasons
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Tomas Youngblood - 10/03/2009
- i used to look at the knife as a way to escape pain....this poem reminds me of what i felt at the time....5/5 it's realy well written.
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- fearless-kitties - 10/02/2009
- sorry for commmenting again but uh could you look at my poem called Crawling?
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- fearless-kitties - 10/02/2009
- this is sad. i can relate to it though.
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