I put this gun to my head
and pull the trigger...
This isnt a poem> it's a story < Please comment...
Before you read this I want to let you know that...
You woke up one morning,
and you had a phone call...
Take this blade and slash my wrists
Slash them so deep that my veins will burst...
Love me to death
I wanna feel the pain...
Revenge, revenge
why do you call...
Die, just die
leave me alone...
Silent one, why don't you speak?
is it the darkness you wish to seek...
The dripping of tears
this is what the living fears...
A scream rang out
who gave such a shout...
I start to feel a burning in my wrists,
And now everything is becoming a blur...
Her life is like a hell hole
she cant take it no more...