Archive for February, 2008

All Of Me

{ February 22, 2008 @ 2:46 am } · { Uncategorized }
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I wonder how real it was.

Was I blind?
Did I just believe she felt the same
Because I wanted her to?

I know now…
I should have
Done better
For her
If I had just tried harder
Maybe I could have made her love me more

And now I am empty
All that was in me,
I gave away

I hope she knows
I gave her all of me


By steve fluck
Published: 2/20/2008

“Losing Him” By Gemma B

{ February 22, 2008 @ 2:38 am } · { Uncategorized }
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Sitting in the dark… tears flowing down your cheeks,
and landing on the floor… which is where they belong…
holding your head in your hands, thinking of him…
all the memories rush back into your head…
the morning soon arrives, killing the silent night,
but the sky seems like a different blue,
no birds are singing… your heart is breaking…
there’s nothing left for you to do,
coldness creeps through your body,
and sucks out the remainders of your life,
you turn to the razor and place the blade upon your wrist,
you want to cut deep but you can’t, you’re too afraid,
so put the razor down, and just breathe,
everything will be alright, trust me,
smile again, and the sun will shine bright,
and you won’t feel lonely again tonight…

Life, or what we call it.

{ February 22, 2008 @ 1:40 am } · { Life }
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The dark clouds move in. The cold gray of the night never seems to want to go away. The numbness is beginning to take over once more. Fears of the unknown. Living this, what you call life. You live to die. That is true but why put yourself through so much pain while you’re living. Why not live your life happy and free. Why do you have to live a life full of pain only to die in the end anyway. Most deaths are violent and painful, just like the life that you’ve lived. Since our lives are filled with such pain why can’t our deaths be peaceful and serene?

My life is as it is I guess. It’s a never ending cycle of disappointment and pain for not only me but for the ones around me as well. I must say that I’m sorry for making their lives miserable right along with mine. My death will be one of my choosing I hope. I don’t want to feel the emptiness and numbness any longer. I just want to be free of all of this. My life is so messed up. I wish I knew what to do but I don’t anymore.

To all of the ones that I love most. I love you more than you can possibly know. I’m sorry for everything and I wish that I knew how to make things up to you but I don’t. I’m sorry for everything.

I love you all so much.