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Do we ever truly and fully want to die? |
| This is my suicide poem Where I will cry And begin to tell How I was so alone I wish I would let go Of my suicide poem Talk about all wounds I have and wish to inflict How inside I always felt sick I just wish I can let go Of my suicide poem How I was left in the dark Try so hard To in my life leave a mark Stuck forever With a broken heart Even though I promise To never let go How I wish I could Cut loose of my suicide poem Maybe even tell the why I decide to end my life Or the who’s or the what That driven me to Hang choke or cut Ranting on about My life long string of bad luck How I twitch and wish I would let go Of my suicide poem How I use to hate And just beg for some kind of escape As I cry and slowly die How I wish That in time I will Unclench my fist And finally let go Of my suicide poem |