My Sick Little Suicide

The Drive....

here i am with the empty bottle of pills that ive taken
Im not sure how many but its around 30 if im not mistaken
all i have left to do is to drive to a secluded location
ill park the car close and walk to my destination

After a short walk....

well here i am standing at the edge of a bridge
with one last cigarette in my hand ive come here to put my life to an end
as time ticks by the pills i took finally begin to kick in
and i am starting to trip as my world starts to spin

The pain begins....

the thought of your face and the way your lips taste
none of it matters anymore the thoughts seem out of place
im here for a reason to end my life thats a disgrace
God has forsaken me and left me in a self-destructive state

The time has come....

i take one last puff from the only ciggy i brought
i only brought one cuz these will be my last thoughts
i roll up my sleeve and look down at my watch
the two hands on the face tell me thats its just past 6 o\'clock

The jump....

now i say aloud to myself \" well im here for a reason\"
as i throw my car keys over the side so im not tempted at leavin
then i pull myself up onto the rail as i realise im bleedin
not that it matters cuz a few seconds from now my heart will stop beatin

My last thoughts....

i look to the sky which now has become bright
with the night turned to day and the darkness to light
im perched upon the railing and i push off with might
as i now fall i am screaming in terror and fright

The fall....

well ive jumped and im falling there is no turning back
even tho its happening quick i still have time to reflect
the last thought in my mind before everything turns black
was our last day together and you telling me never to come back

The end....

its my last few seconds and i just close my eyes
im freefalling dropping right out of the sky
the last thing that will happen is ill lose my life
but in the end damn it i am happy to die

A Poem By...

Steven Foster