A thought of Suicide

by chloe   Nov 5, 2005


A shot to kill the pain,
just one bullet through my brain.
Or maybe a deep cut through my wrist,
blood running down in a twist.
Gulping down all kinds of pills,
not doing it for the thrills.
Killed my self with too much gas,
teary eyes are at my mass.
Or with a rope around my neck so tight,
maybe i killed myself tonight.
Climbed the tallest building i could find,
but thats okay you don't mind.
A slit to the throat with the sharpest knife,
i really want to end this life.
Under the water feeling light in my head,
i think i did it I'm finally dead.

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