Suicide

Blade slides deeper
Blood makes the show
Pleasure steadily rises
Eyes all aglow
The devil told me to
God didn't give a damn
So now here I am
One tenth less of a man
I hate my aching life
and especially my "friend"
So now today I die
to ease what my soul recommend
The sky is just a sky
The ground is just the earth
There's no magic-filled place
Not even in the hour of birth
Poetry calms the mind
so now I do this for that
But nothing is working out
So I'll endure my wakening wrath
Poetry-write to ease
emotions exploding forward
all captured on paper
Pen, paper and a coward
This is what I create
A poem the really sucks
Just because my pain won't leave me
Just because I have no luck
Why finish a meaningless thought
Actions speaks louder that words
Suicide speaks the loudest
So listen to this world. . . . .. . . . .. .

I'll miss my mother
Honestly, I'll miss the world itself.
I love. . .everyone.