Suicide note

by Rhiannon   Sep 16, 2006


You, your the reason why,
why i slit my wrist.
Looking down at the blade in my hand,

I slowly raise my hand slitting my wrist like raw meat.
The bloods soaking in the carpet now,
like water soaking in a sponge.

Raging as it falls,
I start to let go,
Feeling faint now,
I think its time to go!

You did it,
i want you to know.
You made me break my promises to the one who knew,
I'm letting go now,
and its time for me to go,
i love you all,
This is my suicide note

By: Rhiannon Lee

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