InFlUeNcE

by Chazzie   Nov 4, 2006


My niece was 3 years old,
i was 17 years old.
I was happy to influence her anything,
she was very smart and thin.
one day i got depressed and cut myself,
she saw them n asked if i need any help.
i laughed and told her no,
she didnt really know.
One day i had a gun in my mouth,
she came in the room and said get it out.
I realized there was only one person who cared about me,
she wanted me to stay alive for her sake.
Besides my mom beating me up,
she's always goin to cheer me up.
She was 13 years old,
I was 27 years old.
She put a gun in her mouth,
I told her to pull it out.
She said "this world sucks" and pulled the trigger...

(click)

The safety lock was on,
now i learned whatever i do,
they will try to do it too.

I'm sorry but i've planned to kill myself.. Thanks for listening to me!

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  • 18 years ago

    by ibelievedhim

    OMG! This poem is so good, but really sad.
    Hope everything gets better. Be strong!