Planned Suicide

I walk into the bathroom
close the door tightly behind me

Sitting on the sink is what will end my life...
A bottle of pills to end the strife.
With vodka in hand
tears pouring down my face
suddenly dumps the pills in my mouth...
to only chase it down with vodka
What a sweet taste.

Lying on the floor...
with a picture of US in hand...
calmly saying goodbye.

I pray that one day...
We'll be together again
Drifting away to a far away place.

Its now that time that people know
That this was a planned suicide.

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a few months back that was my plan..not anymore its now just a poem.... PLEASE RATE AND COMMENT...it would mean a lot.