What would happen if I were to delete my exsitance, would I really be missed.
Would my pale breathless body be kissed; as I slip into a care free afterlife.
As the rope closes in and my feet fall down .Will anyone express more than just a frown. Will I turn anyone’s life around .
As my eyes begin to close and I’m greeted with the stars. My feet lift of the chair and leave behind the tortured past. I’m no longer trapped and weighed down by the world.
This world was not meant for me, it seems I was born in the wrong place at the wrong time .As though my life ending brings a justice not a crime.
As I look down from heaven at the blurred faces below I see the pain I have brought to the ones that cared.
My mum in a trance, emotionless and still
My Dad a mess tearing himself apart
My Bestfriend all alone left with a broken heart.
Because leaving this world would not end my pain . Would have no gain , would be insane because suicide does not end the pain it just passes it on to the ones we love.