Exit pt. 2


The pain feels so real but is really artificial,

can all be washed away with a cold forgiving rain.

And I maintain I'll jump in front of that train,

this succession of depression is all that remains.

In my mind I'll be safe, 6 foot under in my grave.


Really nothing left to stay if you put it that way...


  • Author: loveandsuicide1 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 13th, 2016 13:56
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just feelings
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