No Longer Living

by I.Live.For.You.   Dec 23, 2006


I feel depressed
So I must die
I take a knife and slit my throat
Nothing happens to me
It's like God can see right through me
But I will never live again
I will die
I must die
Well here I am with a chair and a rope
And my already slit throat
Just one kick and I'll be gone
I knew this was right
I just couldn't go on

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  • 17 years ago

    by Rebekah

    I hope this is not how you really feel. you write with so much meaning. 5/5