S U I C I D E
Spending to much days alone.
Life is different.
Now your gone.
I hear the question
“ yo what’s wrong. “
I laugh it off and play it strong.
They say “ don't take away your blessing.”
But I want one in the dome.
Parinoia and depression.
Now I’m stressing in my home.
As I stare at my reflection I see my lack of perfection.
Im headed in the wrong direction while writing.
I need correction or an uplifted perception on life.
I might just reach for the weapon.
*bang*
- Author: paco (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 24th, 2018 23:15
- Category: Sad
- Views: 13
Comments2
Wow. Powerful! I can hear someone reciting this with a band behind him. Lots of mechanical errors, but very serious powerful frightening stuff.
A powerful first write!
I know a few that took this path
Forever engraved apon my heart
I too made my attempts that never leaves
Gladly I fail and still pulling through.
Thank you for your creation
Look forward to seeing more
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