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Date Posted: 02:15:55 08/28/01 Tue
Author: AngelInbound
Subject: A SUNDAY NIGHT'S THOUGHT - 26/03/00

A SUNDAY NIGHTS THOUGHT

It's quite late on a Sunday nite
As I’m waiting to fall asleep
I got the fan blowing a gentle wind
And me dog's here counting sheep

The player faithfully sings the tunes
Of the cd I've decided to hear
With all the love songs that have played
I'd have usually shed a tear

But tonight I’ve not let my thoughts go deep
For if I did the tears would form
I know I should really get some rest
Before I need to rise at dawn

But my head's full of ideas
Trying to work out where to start
Which thought do I follow through first
For each one will help mend my broken heart

Through the last few months gone by
I’ve really found some people who care
They showed me suicide is not the go
Even though life can be really unfair

My doctor was starting to worry
She wanted me to see someone quick
And gave me some pills to take
Said my mind was really sick

My Doc went on holidays
So I had to see someone knew
Told them I had problems sleeping
Needed help to rest the whole night through

Now I’ve been classed a depressed patient
You know what this new bird gave to me?
She prescribed me sleeping pills to help me rest
Now I ask how silly can she be??

So when I’ve again had enough
And can no longer take the pain inside
I take these pills she's prescribed to me
And the doctors helped me commit suicide

Yeah I’ve found life to be pretty hard
Never seemed to be an open door
But I found some friends who really cared
And they've helped me battle this war

I'm not saying things are better now
For there's times I think of ending it all
But I know of people who love me now
Who try to lift me up whenever I fall?

Though I guess its time I hit the sack
And I’ll continue this poem another nite
Darkness fills my once lit room
As I reach and turn off my light

{Though will this poem ever be finished}?
{Maybe I won't make through the nite}
{Who really knows what happens next}?
{Maybe my life went out with the light?}

By Kellie Austin

26/03/00
Just some thoughts late on Sunday nite

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