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Author: Bleeding in the spotlight
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Drama - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-16-04 - Updated: 09-16-04 - id:1721656
Suicide
It often crosses
This troubled mind
The decision to do it,
The present and future it binds,
But how should I really end this life?
Overdose or maybe a knife?
Who would care?
All These burdens
I must wear..
I wake up from slumber now..
But what if I slept forever?
Would it affect this world?
Well it's better late than never.
My tears continue to flow
As my pain continues to grow.
I'm leaving this shitty waste..
I can feel it.
I'll be in a better place.
But will I?
Or will I end up in hell?
A hell worse than here?
That is my only fear.
By hey, that's fine by me,
They always say that death is a mystery
These are my last moments,
Before I fall.
Fall for eternity,
Never to rise,
For I've spent all the
Pent up emotions inside
Farewell cruel world,
Adieu adieu
Rest assured
I won't be missing you


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