The Untitled

by Britney   Jul 6, 2005


He lay useless
On his back
As he waited
For someone to notice

He wanted someone to know
That he was in pain
But he just didn't like or
Want to complain.

He looked to be sleeping
But that's how he died
He took too much medicine
As much as he could find

But I don't think that
I think that he was killed
I can't picture daddy in my mind
Taking that many pills.

Suicide or homicide
That's my question now.
I am running out of time
Will someone tell me how.

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  • 17 years ago

    by skittles

    This is a sad poem! But its good. Im sorry about your dad....

  • 18 years ago

    by angela

    wow this one is sad, but very good , ur better than me lol

  • 18 years ago

    by Britney

    will yall plz leave comment?!?! i really want to know what you think...holl@

    much love,
    thanx,
    Britney

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