Tears of Suicide

One day i woke up,
i woke up thinking,
today is the day i will to die.
i could barely even open my eyes.
all i could think of was this depression in my life.
i can`t take it anymore,
i just need a knife,
or better yet a gun.
everyone thinks i am just messing around
they think it`s all just a game of fun
well they should know it`s not.
it`s real.
this pain i have is something true.
i know i`m not the only one to feel this way,
but i can`t take it up to this day.
all my life i have been going through this shit,
i can`t take it no more i throw myself down on the floor and throw a fit.
as i rock back and forth i ask myself,
who will miss me?
no one will,
no one cares about me.
the tears that i cry everyday,
are just a wave in the ocean of sorrows and fear,
i cry myself to sleep thinking of the good memories that disappeared
and the bad memories that make the tears.
i am tired of thinking this over.
i think it`s time to actually act on my thought,
and blow my brains out with the gun that my dad just bought.
i better close for now and if u don't see me anymore,
just remember the tears and sorrows are gone and i am better off
and i have forgotten everything that everyone put me through,
maybe one day we will all meet again and then we can all start fresh and new.......

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