Suicide
your heart shatter,
into a million pieces.
rage, hate, vengeance,
even suicide enters your mind.
why is life worth living?
i have nothing to offer,
the ret of the world.
i simply don't matter...
you take out your knife...
you're shaking as you hold
the sharp blade...
you push
with all your force.
closing your eyes,
as if you don't know,
what you're doing.
the blood trickles
down your wrist,
slowly and painfully...
your eyes fill with tears,
your mind with many wonders.
your heart pounds faster...
you lay down,
and die the death,
by your own will...
date written: october 2000
Email: bizkitchic29@hotmail.com
