Wonder

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Wonder

My phone is inches from my hand, but I choose to do something more damaging....

I look through my address book, & wonder if youre awake. Wonder if you can distract me from ending my life..

I select your name, & hit 'call'...
As the phone rings, the razor hovers above my wrist...

Im listening to your voicemail.........
My heart seems to stop. I cant breathe..
The 1st tear falls, preceeding a water fall...

I make the 1st cut, & the next, deeper & deeper until I lose all feeling in my arm...

As I sit, with a puddle of blood forming around me, I wonder if youre awake. Wonder if you can distract me....................... from.............................................. ending....................................................... my life.

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pandora8 commented on Wonder

01-06-2011

your poem sent chills to my spine. Are you really going to do that no one is worthy of life for that matter anyone who makes you cry is not worthy of your love.

FadingFebruary commented on Wonder

06-11-2010

I hope you don't actually do that cause that's not good :[. On the brightside it's a memorable, chilling poem. It does make you "wonder" doesn't it?

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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