Tonight

by Brie Anna   Nov 16, 2007


Each day i close my eyes and want to die
None of you will ever understand why
I have pain scars and tears
From all the abusive and hurtful years

I pretend to free fall out of the sky
So fast so quick no chance to survive
To hit the ground with a thwick
Such a horrid site it's aenough to make you sick

I pretend to lode that shinney gun
Aim it stirght at my head
Try to amke everything gone
"Bang" I shot myself dead

I pretend to cut my wrist with that razor blade
It helps ease the pain of the shit i go though everyday
I let my blood spill out I turn the floor crisom red
Another perfect way to help me become dead

I take the rope and tie it around my neck
I kick the chair from under neath me
I've became someone everyone will forget
Another horrid nightmareish site to see

Strive to be perfect in every way
Starve yourself every singal day
Burn your skin hold your breath
Till you meet success with deat

I pretend to die in my mind
In there I've been dead for years
It's easy to do it there i find
It helps me quell my fears

I write a not with paper and a pen
Saying goodbye is never easy in the end
I'm going to try all these ways tonight
Untill one of them takes mylife.

© Brie Anna Cherry Jello Press ©

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