Red
droplets of my blood
fall
on the wooden floor
The
rope around my neck
won’t
tighten anymore
Swing
in the gentle breeze
my
soul now long gone
Will
anyone find me hanging
I
hope it won’t take long
Standing
around, some will cry
yet
none will know why I died
If
I said that I understood
we
know that would be a lie
The
words I wrote upon this page
most
will say, I’m not thinking right
But
if they’d lived this life of mine
They
too would’ve died last night
I’ve
thought about what I did,
and
it was for the best
Because
of what I’ve done
my
soul is now at rest
3 comments:
Or is it?
So many have done this that I know of, n most hurt so many left behind who don't understand or give them a chance to help.
My daughter's friend killed herself about a year ago now. What will her 4 kids make of what she decided to do, n will they decide to do it too? That is truelly giving up on yourself. Guess I'm not much of a quiter! Tho I have been miserable quite a lot I don't want to hurt everyone.
Chilling.
Snaggle:
Your right they don't ask for help
and they think that is the only way out.
Lynn:
Thanks I just did a backup one about this one.
you've known me for a long time and like
Snaggle I'd never hurt myself. I love me to much.
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