A Crippled Suicide Note

by Chris W.   Oct 2, 2006


Your eyes are like the heavens,
they guide me through Hell.
You tell me it will all be well,
though I'll never walk again.
My soul is ever burning.

You remind me of times back when,
I could get there on my own.
You're love for me has not grown,
you see me as a burden.
My soul is ever burning.

I feel like I am not a person,
my life I choose to quit.
Only one bullet in the clip,
I put it under my chin.
My soul is ever burning.

Tears fall down my face,
I know the Devil will win.
I pray to God to forgive my sin,
I now pull the trigger.
My soul is ever free.

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  • 17 years ago

    by XbleedingangelX

    I love walt whitman!!!!!! and lord byron is pretty good too if you are looking for something to read

  • 17 years ago

    by XbleedingangelX

    I think the peom is great, You do have a talent for writing dark stuff! I Really need to get better at that, I love to write it gets rid of a lot of built of anger, but I cant seem to get the whole rhyme thing down. lol anyways awesome

  • 17 years ago

    by Silent Screams

    Another dark poem...well written... you've got alot of talent
    auna

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