The answer to their problems..

by k.a.y.l.a   Dec 31, 2004


As she sits and thinks about life she cries,
Little does she know a child in an other country who no one thinks or cares about dies,

Before he held the gun up to his head,
he thought about how glorious it would be to be dead,
He thought about life and how his problems always got bigger,
He was going to do it,
he pulled the trigger,

He stood on the chair with the rope in his hands,
he dreamed of magical treasured lands,
He slipped the rope around his neck,
no one cared how he felt,
his life was a wreck,
as he slowly stepped off of the chair,
everything went black, everywhere

She couldn't takeit,
she'd had enough,
fighting this hard just to live was way to though,
in her mind played the lies the cheating and the fights,
she knew that nothing was quite alright,
she reached for her knife knowing this was the day,
the day when everything would be washed away,

His mom left him a note saying I'll back later don't worry,
It was written sloppy,
she must have been in a hurry,
Six empty bottles were found in the trash can,
his dinner was left on the stove in a pan,
As he got up to open the fridge little did he know his mom drove off a bridge.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Shadowed_Thoughts

    wow that is great you can feel the emotion its is sad but a very great job keep it up -krys