Suicide

by Armed-Alcoholic   Aug 24, 2004


Someday I might die.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I like to play a little game.
In the end it's all the same,
Me and my little knife.
Could I take my own life?
A drip of blood then some more.
Then my game calls for more.
I'll find some pills to take,
Then I'll really shake.
More, more, lots, lots.
I'll never get caught.

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  • 19 years ago

    by aDORKable x3

    awww saddness.....i hope everything is o.k........please don't do that anymore, the world needs more poets like you....xxxoooxxxooo
    Mandi

  • 19 years ago

    by Jessy

    Wow!!! thats great! I like this poem but do u really do this stuff its upsetting i know i have and was stuck in the hospital for about 2 weeks becaus ei came so close to dieing and when i got out i was doing it again and i still do it outaa force of depression

  • 19 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    Well done...written wonderfully...hope you dont leave xxxxxx

    -Mortalidaga
    xxTakeCareBabexx

  • 19 years ago

    by [{•×Natasha•×}]

    well dune.....this poem is brilliant well dune........this poem is soo emotional well dune.......i hope your ok now.....as you can see you have many supporters of your poems and are willing 2 help you !! dont think your on your own well dune.....looking 4wrd 2 hearing more excellent poems from you xx **tasha**

  • 19 years ago

    by Danielle

    youre poems are amazing. Really sad and I hope everythings ok

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