PlEaSe TeLl Me YoU dOn'T mEaN tHaT hUn!?!?!....I dOn'T wAnT yOu To DiE...yOu DeSeRvE sO MuCh MoRe...DoNt LeT DeAtH tAkE oVeR yOu!

All I'm gonna do is take the gun
And put the bullet through my brain

So now you see,
I am really through

when reading these last lines, a visual of a hole in ur head came to mind(imagine that) but ur choice of words sparked an idea..

so now you see,
what ran thru my head,
everyday,
with you.
the bullet in me
that finally came out
now you see through..

get where im goin? assimilating visuals and ideas like that strengthens ur poems.. i dunn0 if that makes sense or anything, but it was just a thought.. good work anyway..

Hey,
talk to me plz i kno how it feels
thanks,
kristen
email me @ princess1218903@aol.com

I'm so sorry you feel this way.... I hope you feel better soon and you wouldnt scare your friends away. If they were real friends they would stick by you and try to support you.

Wow....
short and to the point!

Jacs
xxx

Oo such emotion! good job. At the end though, the flow is a little awkward. Maybe if you work on that this poem could get even better. ( and you should try jumping in a pile of leaves-it's great fun)