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*Live or Die ~?*
Why should i live and put up with shit everyday?
I try so hard to forget about it, but nothing makes it go away.
So now here i am thinking of different methods to die,
Can i really do this? .. have i got the guts? .. Gawd i've got to try.
One .... Two .... Three .... Slash .... Suddenly im bleeding,
On my two knees i get down and start pleeding.
Thoughts running rapidly thru my head,
Why does this hurt so much, isn't there anything i could of doneinstead?
My life is so messed up, with tears running thru my eyes,
Life = heart ache, hurt and lie after lie, why has it taken me so
long to just realise?
The atmosphere around me is going dark and dull, as i start to black
out,
My bedroom door bursts open, people running in .. closing my eyes ..
Hearing a distant shout ...
Daniel Farnsworth
daniel_farnsworth@hotmail.com
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