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Memories

Anguish and torment rise anew,
A forgotten lore I e'er knew
Glistening pinchbeck of the night,
This lancet shows me a new height.

In pools of selfish gore I lay,
Sullen memories fade away
A dying breathe graces my lip,
As from the glass of death I sip.

morbidmaiden@yahoo.com

WHY?

Why did you leave me here to die,
bleeding from my heart and my soul
crying till I was blue in the face
I never thought you'd go
How much you told me you loved me
How much you told me you cared
Yet you could brake my heart and
leave me in all this despair
Now I shall never know
why you left me here to die!

To someone
From Me
FIRBE@aol.com

The immortal enemy Written:3/29/99

i'm in a fight to the death,
my enemy immortal
distorted images of happiness,
my only portal
the empty dreams,
the heartless lies
my voice is gone,
pain heard over cries
no one cares who they hurt,
they're getting what they want
your face brings painful memories,
so desolate and gaunt
i try to cover up,
i don't want to show
but you can't hide what overcomes you,
the pain you've caused, you know
i'm so confused,
i don't know what to do
i'm used to you being here,
now there's no one to turn to
my enemy lives on,
taking over my soul
the feeling that makes me empty,
once made me feel so whole.
By:nicole dominie (for those that don't understand the poem,the enemy is
love)

Dedicated to my beloved friend Judy

Death of a friend.

I woke up this morning feeling sad and blue,
My mom told me to go to school, what am I some kind of fool?
I told her I had better things to do,
and when she got me angry I just told her "Fuck you"

I wait impatiently until she finally leaves
and when she did, I whipped out some speed.
I smoked that shit to the fullest..till I was high,
you think I give a fuck? I don't care if I die!
It's about 3pm now and I haven't had enough,
the speed's side effects are still hangin on tough.
All dizzy and nautious I walk to my room,
and under my bed I find a bag of shrooms.

I eat those shits up and what do I see?
Hey it's my red teletubbie Poe...he's talkin to me!
I got mad at him for no reason and picked him up
threw him against the wall and called him a stupid fuck.
It's about 5pm now and my mom's gonna be coming home,
I gotta get outta here, but where could I go?
I call my friend Judy and tell her to come pick me up
In a few minutes I gotta go sell some stuff.

She pulls into the driveway and I get into the car,
but in the rear view mirror I could see my mom's car.
Judy turns the car around and steps on the gas,
I look stupidly at my mom and give her the finger as we pass.
We speed away down the street and I looked at Judy,
I could notice from her blood shot eyes she had been taking E.
We get out of the car and look around for the people we were supposed to meet,
and in a few minutes we see them down the street.

They handed us the weed and were waiting to get paid,
but when Judy refused on of them took out a shiny blade.
They threatened her to death as she stood very still,
I could see the look in their eyes...they just wanted to kill.
The other guy took out a gun and pointed it to her head,
and in a few seconds my best friend was dead.

I watched in horror and they got in the car and drove away,
and in front of my feet was where my friend lay.
I bent down and picked her up,
I screamed with all my might," this shit is fucked up!"
I cried my heart out that same day,
as I lay her head down, looked at her for the last time, and ran away.

I stormed in the house, looking like shit,
my mom looked at me and asked "what was the whole finger bit?"
I pushed my way past her as she held on to me tight,
I warned her, but she wouldn't listen, so I turned around and punched her
with all my might.
She fell on the floor and looked up at me,
with a face full of anger, dismay, and misery.

I went up to my room and called my friend Ray,
told him about everything that had happened that day.
He told me not to panic, he would figure something out,
but when he hung up, I got up and again went out.
I went back to the place where my friend once lay,
I knew someone had found her cause they took her body away.
I smoked my last smoke, and puffed my last puff,
cause from this day on, I would never again touch that stuff.

From that day on I stopped doin drugs,
cause that fucked up shit made me lose the person I most loved.
Today I attended Judy's funeral in pain, and remembered the day she died in
front of my eyes.
I should of done something, but what could I do?
What would you of done if this happened to you?
I miss her a lot and think of her everyday,
For drugs led us nowhere, only to her grave.

Don't let this happen to you in any kind of way,
just look at me...my best friend died two days before my birthday!
Wanna know why as I'm writing this I cry?
Because the only way I stopped doin drugs was by watching my friend Judy die.

By: Lucy

*~*I'll never forget you Judy. I miss you and so does everyone else. This
poem is dedicated to you and only you from the bottom of my heart. I will be
your best friend now and always and you will always have a place in my
heart. I sure do miss you.

R.I.P.
Judy 1981-1997
OIOkoRnOIO@aol.com

Love

Away from home where its hell
I met a boy I loved so well
He came and took my love from me
And now he wants to set me free
He set a strang girl on his knee
And told her things he never told me
I ran home and cried in my bed
Not a word to my mother I said
My father came home late that night
He looked for me left and right
He came upstairs my door he broke
And found me haning from a rope
He got a knife and cut me down
On the floor a note he found
"Dig a grave, dig it deep, place a statue at my feet
On the statue place a dove
To show the world, I DIED FOR LOVE."
-Angie

A True Poem
Written by BuBbLeZ541@aol.com

One day your here
One day your not
All it took was some sugar and a shot
and your gone
Just an hour prior
You said you would be okay
You said you wouldn't fire
And now your a dead liar
I loved you with all my heart
Then you blew your brains out in your back yard behind K-Mart

See ya Soon Jeppy
Written by Hawaiinfem@aol.com

As I enter the room to say good-bye,
I see the hurt faces,
And wonder, why?

Why it had to be you?
Why this way?
Why aren't we sure what to do?
Or what to say?

Your face is swolen and pale,
Your lips are dry,
I see the hemp necklace from Kel,
I start to cry.

Memories and stories start to flash,
I remember what your good friends told,
I laugh when i think about your dirt bike crash,
God, you look so cold.

I went out to the road where you died yesterday,
I re-played the accident over and over in my head,
I kept thinking it was a dream and you'd be okay,
I kept saying to myself, " Jeppy isn't really dead."

But reality hit me like a hitting a ball,
I saw your memories next to the cross,
Your gym bag, flowers, beer and all,
My God, you are such a tragic loss.

Well Pounder, we all know you are happy now,
Your family is taking it well and they understand why,
But your friends still dont understand how,
Brandon,...Jeppy,...Pounder,...how could he die?

You lived an extreme life,
And everyone will always remember that,
As your loss stabs us like a knife,
Reminding us where you are at.

It's time for us to say good-bye,
It's time for us to let you fly to your new room,
We will be re-united again once we die,
So for now, rest in peace Brandon Jeppson, see ya' soon.

A Poem for Nick
Written by Kate Hester

i knew this boy named nick,
who always was never heard.
i knew this guy named nick,
whose unpopularity was assured.

I was a girlfriend of this guy named nick,
oh so long ago,
but we did not really click,
so nick and i both went solo.

and now it's been two months passed,
there has never been a thought about him where i haven't cried,
i sometimes wish that it was two months ago,
so i can warn him,
for two months ago,
the guy i knew named nick had died.

DEATH

I just wanna break down and die
I just lost a sweet, nice and caring friend and I just lost my first love what’s
Gonna happen next?

Why is this world so full of hate? My parents told me not 2 get so in love
With the relationship I was in and they were right.

And I thought my friends were my friends but I guess their not now all I do is
Think of my ex and are my friend really my friends when I think of it.

Why is everything bad happening to me all at once? Have I been bad or done?
Something wrong? Please tell me cause I'm not seeming to get why everything
Bad is happening to me.

I think of ending my life so that I don't have to go through all the pain that
I'm feeling right now, but I know if I do end my life I will make my family cry
And that it would be a mistake.

Why is everything bad happening to me?

Written by:
John M. Wilson
Johnw619@aol.com

Suicide

I don't know why I did it, I was just fooling around. I never knew life was
so precious, until I hit the ground.
I was mad, I remember I got a knife, I slit my wrists which took my life.
The blood kept flowing, it wouldn't stop, my hair and my clothes were like a mop.
It was the worst kind of feeling, when I made myself die, all I could do was
lie there, I couldn't even cry.
I tried it before, although not the same way. I had an overdose, at least
that's what they say.
I told no one, I kept it all inside, when I was confronted I sat there and
lied. I never should have done it as you can tell, because I committed
suicide, I shall burn in hell!

Losing Sabrina

By James William McQuade,Burlingame California, USA
Viper515o@aol.com

As my end draws near
I sadden and cry
for deep in my heart
I know i'll soon die

The anger and rage,
about the love I had lost
now comes to mind
as I straighten my cuff

The mistakes I had made,
the love for which I care
now rests beneath
the dark suit I wear

Looking my best,
all dapper and neat
as I polish my wing-tips
then walk down the street

With a rope in my hand,
and a knife in my heart
I reach my final hour,
as I sit in the park

Sitting for a moment
as memories of love come to the fore
I wonder what she is doing
maybe she's dancing...the way I adore

Smiling for a moment
as her face comes to mind
then shedding a tear
fore she'll never be mine

Gathering my strength
as my heart strongly beats
i step on a box
with both of my feet

With the rope to the branch
the noose to my neck
I kick out the box
with one final kick

I notice a puddle
as I swing from the tree
there's a reflection inside
it looks like me

From our weeping willow I hang
lifeless and cold
Our love is now lost
My heart has grown old

^1

.. Wondering..
Written by Alee818@aol.com

Where exactly do you go
when it is your time
why do others suffer
if heaven is like a gold mine

If some special thing
turns you into an angel above
why is it so sad
when it happens to those you love

Does this make any sense
for when we die
we will cause others pain
make loved ones cry

Why are we so unsure
do you think when we die
everything will be bright
we will belong to that beautiful sky

Why are we stuck here
wondering and confused
do we have something to look forward to
or will by God we be refused

Then what will become of us
will we be another space taken up
and someday be forgotten
and put in a dumpster truck

I wish i knew the reason
of me being here today
suffering, worrying, wondering
is tomorrow just another day

The Stars

It shines so bright up in the heavenly night sky,
but I bet you can never guess why?
It's because my grandma went up there
when she said goodbye.

I wrote it in memory of my grandma who passed away in 93

Stacy Parrish

Life-N-Death
Life

You start out thinking you know it all...
You end it knowing nothing....
All you work for, all you become.
Is gone in a flash...
Peole frinds will never be the same...
You change grow leearn...
You see things differnt...
Things that uses to be everything...
Are now nothing...
All things are equal..
Yet diffrent...
Life is not to be under stood...
But lived to its fullest....

Death

You fear it but you don't under stand it...
Life is followed by death...
Death is not to be feared but welcomed..
Its the end of one cycle and the start of anouther...
It is only nature that brings it...
Only the dead under stand it....

Joseph R.Phillips

Truth?
By Chris Riker

Darkness is a friend.
Its loathing qualities,
Its peaceful sound.
The love it shared is death.
By death we will find the truth
By that truth can we only understand.

Dark Sole

Life is here..
Death is near..
Now its time to find...
Something to live for....

Life is here...
Death is near......
I see nothing worth....
Liveing for.....

Life is here...
Death is near....
I'm ready to go....
Its my time to die..

Life is here...
Death is near....
Now I see some thing...
Maybe something to live for.....

Life is here....
Death is near.....
Its to late now.....
Its over for me......

Life is here ...
Death is near....
I see the light...
It might be what I need...

Life is here..
Death is near..
Now I see death comeing for me...
I'm ready to fught....

Life is here..
Death is near..
In the darkness of the night...
My life I may loses..

Life is here..
Death is near..
With the pain of my life...
The darkness of Death comes for me....

Life is here..
Death in near..
Now the light shins on me...
The light I can see tonight...

Life is here..
Death is near..
The light shins bright...
I head for it to night..

Life is here..
Death is near..
For now i live though the night....
For now I'm in the light....

Joseph R. Phillips

Because of you

They had a fight and she drove away .
If he knew what was to come he would of made her stay .

They were at a party just minutes before .
He said things he didn't mean, and, with that, she stormed out the door .

After she left he thought for a while .
He knew it was stupid and he needed to see her smile .

He thought of her and all the things he'd miss .
From her long flowing to her healing kiss .

As he headed home the tears ran fast .
Little did he know, that those mean words they shared would be thier last .

When he got home he was prepared to call,
but just as he picked up the phone his mom was standing in the hall .

There were tears in her eyes as she delivered his message .

She had been drinking and driving too fast .
She must not have noticed the warning sign she passed .

When help finally arrived it was too late .
She had already went off the cliff and met her fate .

They say that alcohol was the cause of death, but only he knew .
He looked in the mirror and said, "The reason she died was because of you ."

Jamie Boehme

Pain

As I sit here in the dark...
All I can feel is pain...
I have nothing else left...
The only thing I see is my death...
As I site here in the dark...
All I have is my hurt....
Now days all i want...
Is for my pain to end...
As I sit here in the dark...
Wishing my pain was gone...
Hoping the last of me would go numb...
I just sit back and look for the end...
As I sit here in the dark...
Hopping my life would end...
Thinking of all my past sins...
I know where I'll be going...
As I site here in the dark...
Knowing where I'll burn...
No worse it could be...
It must be better than the life I lead...
As I sit here in the dark...
Just looking for a way to get away from my pain...
My life I must end...
A new hell I must begin...
As I site here in the dark...

Joseph R.Phillips

Salvation
By Chris Riker

Darkness hangs around me,
If lingers on the soul.
Light hangs ubove me,
Its luminecance scares away the dark.
I, in the darkness looking to the light.
Just wanting, waiting for the light.
The light is is so applealing with its purity,
goodness, and its peacefulness.
The darkness is hell's tourment on Earth,
Full of chaos, death, and destruction
With light being so pure and dark so putride,
My soul makes its home in the dark.
My poor twisted soul not seeking the light,
makes darkness its goal.
Alas, there is restitution for my soul,
through the death of one so long ago,
who was called: "The King of the Jews."

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