Suicide.
It's all I think about.
Jumping off a bridge,
Or a building.
Putting a gun to my head
And shooting...
Slicing my wrists,
Hanging myself,
Swallowing many many
Pills.
If only, if only.
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Sad Poems
PoetryDedicated to my friend, Brook. A collection of my sad, short poems. I own all of these poems. (Warning: This may be triggering) Some language
