tears of an unknown cause on my cheek
suicidal with out intentions
i just feel so alone
all i have is my poetry
so tonight my suicide is in verse
no note to tell why you
for i do not know myself
as i close my eyes and dream
i see the blade slide down my arm
and the blood dripping slowly
drinking from my arm
i swallow a few random pills
the slices turn to gashes
blood pures freely
a few more pills injested to ensure death
my blood has an exqusit taste
taste... my last sense
as i fade away from myself
i kiss my once crimson lips
farewell my friend
now i close my book
lay down my pen
until another suicidal feeling comes
when i can write one more verse of death
Copyright 2004 eternal despair
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