MY SUICIDE

by lostsoul13   Jun 25, 2008


Holding on for dear life
The rope unravels
again
why can't i just let go?
time is my enemy
Focus on the rope
waiting for its choke
To complete this final task
Unscrew the mask
It falls away
No longer holding on
Fingers are numb
Losing my grip on this ugly reality
Thats called LIFE
Tired of holding on
letting go of my past
This final night
Losing sight
of what once was mine
Dying by the rope
And this is my SUICIDE.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Barbara Jean

    Bery interesting poem and i really enjoyed this..-5-