I wonder

Sometimes I wonder if this pain can end sooner,
Could I end this life,
With one shake of the knife,

Or should I fight the pain I suffer,
And all that i go through,
Or can I end this dreaded life and start a new?

I lay in my bed,
Thoughts going threw my head,
looking at the fan and the rope near by,
That would stop the pain break my spirit so i can fly,

With blood dripping down,
I jump out the window without no fear,
No reason to steer,
I fall on the ground bloody and bruised,

And with that i flew,
Into the clouds,
Now all of the pain is threw.

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