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Name: Roxy
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Birthday: 5/16/1989
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Wednesday, December 07, 2005

•she`s sitting on a bridge gazing at the
water, shes too afraid to jump
yet      so     afraid      to      stay </3


Thursday, June 09, 2005

I'd like to say I read a very inspiring entry. It was wonderful.


Friday, June 03, 2005

 

I push, I push, I push really hard get in real deep and let it bleed.  I glide the blade along my skin and push in. really hard. I push, I push, I push into my skin. I push the blade into my SKIN it’s the only thing I can really try. It’s the only thing I can really do. The only pain I can hide inside. All I’ve done is lose my mind.


Lonely was how she felt deep inside,
She was misunderstood and nobody was ever at her side.
The cold wind howled and stung her cheeks,
She spent her whole life alone, same thing week after week.

Her mind was empty and she had nothing to say,
If she did nobody would have listened to her anyway.
As she walked she left no trace,
Nobody noticed or even recognized her face.

Facing the world alone, she found it hard,
She will forever be emotionally scarred.
Life so pointless, life so cold,
Why should she go on living until she grew old?
She has nothing to live for...

A lost soul in a world of loneliness,
She had nowhere to go, no shelter, she was homeless.
She never belonged anywhere in society,
Being alone and non-existent can be so overwhelmingly scary.

Wandering lonely streets, no one's there for comfort,
The emptiness cut in deep and nobody noticed that she was hurt.
Another nameless face that nobody sees,
The pain comes and goes in a great monotonous series.

Facing the world alone, she found it hard,
She will forever be emotionally scarred.
Life so pointless, life so cold,
Why should she go on living until she grew old?
She has nothing to live for...

One day it all got too much and she let go,
She just gave up and left her old life behind.
Slowly and painfully she faded away,
A wave of darkness came over her...
And then she was gone.

Facing the world alone, she found it hard,
She will forever be emotionally scarred.
Life was so pointless, life was so cold,
Why should she have gone on living until she grew old?
She had nothing to live for...


Friday, May 06, 2005

There we were. The 5 of us. Standing at the top of the multi-story car park: looking down at the people below, going about their daily business. All of them oblivious. Oblivious to the fact that their lives were pointless. Meaningless. Fake…

I looked down the line, looking at each tear-stained face. Tabby, Devin, Josh, Reid, and myself. Reid  stepped down from the ledge, and turned away, walking a few paces back. We all followed, knowing what was to come. We stood in a circle, holding hands, crying silently.

I was the first to produce my book, and lay it in the centre. I broke off from holding Devin and Tabbys hand, reaching into my inside pocket, and producing the little black book. The others did the same, and we laid them on the ground.

Each one contained our wishes. Our dreams. Our lives. Our faults, and our problems. And what we want done when we are gone.

We all stood up again, crying harder. Tabby was the first to go.

“I cant take this tension anymore” she said softly, her dark eyes watery from tears. She hugged us all close.

She turned away, and stood on the ledge again, looking down.

“I love you,” she said to us, not crying anymore. She smiled, the first true smile I had seen in ages. Then she jumped.

We could hear her cry as she fell, and the gasps and screams of the citizens below. We knew it wouldn’t be long until people were rushing up here.

I choked on my tears, fighting back the urge to break down on the floor.

Josh left my side, walking to the edge. He didn’t say anything. Words didn’t explain how he felt, but we all knew. We watched him looking down at the scene below, and then back at us. He smiled, and waved, tears falling from his face. He jumped.

I had to hold onto Devin to keep myself from falling. Two of my best friends had left this earth already.  Reid went next.

He just said “I’ll see you on the other side: I’ll be waiting” before he disappeared over the edge.

I was looking into Devins eyes, and saw tears sparkling there. He helped me walk over to the edge, and up onto the ledge. I looked down at the scene. 3 bodies on the ground, and people crying, screaming, looking up at Devin and myself.

He squeezed my hand, and looked towards the sky.

“Now?” he said quietly”

“Now” I agreed. We jumped.

Images flew through my head

When my mum had yelled at me: when my dad grounded me: when I fell out with my friends: when I was at my lowest: when I carved “die” into my arm: Tabby falling: Josh  jumping: Reid not even saying goodbye…

And then there was something different. One holiday with my family, and we were all laughing: in town when we were running away laughing: when I sat in my room thinking how lucky I was to have my friends: when Reid and me walked home: when Tabby and I made up: when Devin and me kissed…. and it was all gone. I would never experience it again. And then I hit the ground.



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