Sweet Twisted Suicide

by Hrtbr8ker89   Sep 19, 2005


You broke your promise to me,
How the hell can this be,
I'm holding the knife closer to my throat,
It's all explained in my suicide note,
I begin to brake the skin,
This is my sweet Little sin,
My blood drips to the floor,
Please wait there is more,
My heart is beating slower,
As my blood pressure begins to lower,
MY mind is feeling hollow,
And it becoming hard to swallow,
I am surrounded by a flood,
Which appears to be my blood,
I can barely hold open my eyes,
Looking at those lies,
I am starting to fall asleep,
But yet unlike the others this fall will be very steep,
I will always love you,
Look what you did all for another girls screw,
My Sweet Twisted Note shows my love,
But now it will fly away like a dove,
You screwed up this time,
But you are the suspect in this here crime,
You are the reason I am killing myself tonight,
This note I can hardly write,
I have already slit my wrists,
And slashed my throat,
My blood is all over this Sweet Twisted suicide note!!!

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