Without A Farewell Bid

by AntiSocial16   Dec 18, 2004


Tears always falling down my face
Always thinking of myself as a disgrace
Constantly plotting an end to this
To end this all and live in bliss

Suddenly my plan becomes crytal clear
I'll end my feelings, thoughts, and tears
I'll take the silver metal and turn it red
And watch the crimson puddle from where I've bled

I can watch as my feelings are set free
This is the way I want it to be
No longer having to think or feel
Because me and the Devil have made our deal

I asked to be taken from this life
I asked to end the pain and strife
And that's just what our deal did
I took my life silently, without a farewell bid

~*~I haven't written in a while, so it's not very good. Please leave comments!~*~

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