suicide
all you ever did say,"suicide is not the way,"
that would make you a liar,
suicide takes me higher.
the end is drawing near,
the end will soon be here,
my memories, empty but strong,
shows me where everything went wrong.
there is tears upon my face,
bitter thoughts, bitter taste,
death takes us all one by one.
my life is already done.
save your tears for those i leave behind.
grief is for the living, not the dead and blind,
and each drop of my blood drains,
away all my old pains.
help me if you ever would,
but do not try to hard, you never could,
and now it is to late to ask if the end was worth it,
death has already taken away my spirit.
time to go, my spirit has been told,
my soul leaves, an my body turns cold,
the end is drawing near,
the end is here.
Poetry by amy-leigh
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Written on 2006-09-27 at 06:09
Tags Death  Tears  Depression 
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