Suicide.

by Laloser05   Oct 3, 2005


Place myself in front of the door...
Ready or not I'll hit the floor.
Tears streaming,
Wish i was dreaming.
Anything to escape this life,
Anything i can do to escape the knife.
But its the only way,
I can't face another day.
In front of the mirror,i see my tear,
Disappointed giving into my ultimate fear.
Quickly i draw in breath,
Slit my wrists, Here comes death.
Sorry, i told you i was low,
Sorry mum, i guess you didn't know.
Fu ck you... you know who i mean,
You brought an end to my fading dream.
I knew it had to break,
But i didn't know how much it would ache.
Where the tears were, is red,
Where the life was, I'm now dead...
Goodbye.. My life is gone,
Wish i could undo my wrongs.
My wrongs, live on as i die,
No one will cry!

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