Suicide Note

by Jeremy B   Feb 8, 2007


You kept me off drugs.
You kept me from the bottle.
You kept me off the streets.
And you kept me at home.

You kept me outta your pants,
And kept me from again going bad.
You kept me alive,
And kept me from being alone.

Once you left, my past came back.
The urges ta drink,
The urges ta smoke,
The urges ta kill.

Once you left, all disappeared.
I lost all friends,
I lost all hope,
I lost all will.

Now that you're gone
I have nothing ta live for,
No point ta my life,
And no reason ta go on.

Now that you're gone
I love ta kill myself.
The end is ever near,
For my life is now done.

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