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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Emotional >> ID #1342544  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Death Wish
This just shows how I feel right now. This is my version of suicide.
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I lay in bed thinking,
Just me drinking.
Do I have something to live for?

My mother's yelling,
My father's throwing,
My brother's crying,
My friends all leave me behind.
Do I have something to live for?

I have not written in months,
I an truly a dunce.
Do I have something to live for?

I found a razor blade,
I found a bottle of pills,
I found alot of alcohol,
I found an empty room,
Do I have something to live for?

I've been to therapy;
They want me in rehab, it's begining to tear at me.
Do I have something to live for?

I saw some boys fight,
I would have stopped it,
I just sat and watched it,
I wish that was me,
Do I have something to live for?

I have a death wish,
Do I have something to live for?
NO! Good-Bye.
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