I never realized that
death was such an art...

All the students listening
completely silent and content...

The drive was long
longer than ever before...

I lose control
as the story unfolds...

This suicide
brings me no pain...

*I guess this poem seems a little self-centered...
I always thought...

This isn't just another poem
that I made up when I was bored...

I looked at her sadly,
The word "SORRY&quot...

As if it is music,
my screams seem to you...

*don't worry, it's not true he he*
What lurks in this house...

Words can't cut it
Nor actions do...

Dont cry,
You'll learn to love the fear...