Death

by tabatha   Mar 22, 2005


We thought getting together would change everything and solve our problems
But were right back where we were before...
Our arguing isn't going to stop and i cant handle much more
Crying every night just isn't the thing for me.
It isn't what makes me happy.
I'm sorry if what i do upsets you but i feel like thats what i need to do.
Ive done it before, the pain wasn't that bad.
It was kinda relieving... As if it were a pain killer.
So i say this now hoping you take it serious,
The blade will go down my wrist and blood will soon escape
I will miss you if i get as deep as i want.
I will always love you and always watch over you.
But i cant handle this pain here on Earth.
I'd rather feel no pain at all.
So i guess i must do this despite what you say.
You were always my baby and if this doesn't stop
This poem will soon come true.

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