Suicide;

by JD   Aug 8, 2008


This was my fault
my tears cannot fall fast enough
to make up for this pain
to make up for this torture
this agony, this ache.
i was awry.
wrong;
i didn't only destroy me;
i destroyed you.
cause he used me.
together we used me.
i was willing.
unforced;
but would have it really mattered?;
if i would have resisted.
i would still be damaged.
still vulnerable.
I'm living in a hyper-reality.
do you really believe;
that I'm still innocent?
immune from this affliction;
this epidemic.
I'm guilty;
of this crime.
and i must pay;
with my life
to be free of this sin.

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