Just a poem i made..


Jumping to die.

Now i wonder why,
sins you ask them how?
And im not that shure,
did i close the right door?

It was suppost to kill,
end the pain i feel.
Now im tied up in this hospital,
wishing for it all to stop.

But so it doesnt,
broke some bones.
My family cried,
said they hate me when i lie.

Questions unanswered,
will i do it again?
Jump from my life of a building,
no, im not sain.

I already screamed it;
i hate this life less every day.
God help me,
Damn it, i think i'll try again..



Poetry by Aubrey
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Written on 2008-01-06 at 16:32

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