Death

by Stuart   Jan 2, 2007


Death awaits us all .... it cause\'s pain yet it cures us from all
People will say to not take ur life away
But why do they say this to us every single day
They never failed like i do every single day
They say hard work will make the pain go away
All hard work does for me is it finds new ways to haunt me
The pain is so hard to take and they tell me not to cut.
But this pain is more intese than getting my nutz chopped off
I can not stand this so i grab my favorite knife
The one with a doble blade that i sharpen every day
I slit my wrists and watch them bleed the glorious red foutain
And this is not enough so i grab the rope and place it around my neck
I tie it tight and hope the fall wont break my neck
Because i want to thnk as i struggle for air
I want people to kno that im a man and not afraid
I beat my fear of dying this way.

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