The End.

by brenaboo   Feb 16, 2008


Doubt, sadness, cries.
That's me at night.
Fears, hatred, knife.
My bark isn't worse than my bite.

Blood, tears, "him".
Thoughts of suicide wander.
Friends, school, family.
He leaves me to ponder.

Lights, thuds, horns.
Can it truly be the end?
Broken, battered, bruised.
I couldn't mend.

People, caskets, graveyards.
Looking my death in the face.
Cold, lonely, "him".
Walking with a steady pace.

Hurt, scarred, ashamed.
Can't believe my fate?
Sad, dark, blood.
Don't make my mistake!

Love, tears, "him".
Why'd I do it?
Tears, hatred, yells.
Don't throw a fit.

Blue, chokes, screams.
Don't do it too!
Air, color, heavy breaths.
It's because I love you.

Labrena Original
Written: 11/14/06

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