That Day

by Quiet Storm   Mar 20, 2007


Here i sit
popping pill after pill
crying hysterically
cause i no longer want to live
if it weren't for the people i loved
i would have been ended my misery
but i can't because of them
i'm stuck here
and even though i know i'm not alone
i fel like it
this may be my home
but i wish it wasn't
i wish my home was with my soon to be husband
who has been there for me since day one
so as i sit here
wanting to die
commit suicide
i think of him and sigh before saying
i can't wait for that day

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