Deep and sorrowful thats how you feel.
After eating a last nights meal.
Death waits for you at the door.
Trembling hands could take no more.
Fingers drag across the blade.
Sprit slips into the shade.
Warm liquid stains the floors.
Your voice can't be herd anymore.
As your tears flow away.
So does your sprit for another day.
One day that will never come.
A day saying your the one.
Nothing is clear it's all blurred.
Ancient distant voices can be herd.
But slip into darkness that's where you will stay.
Forever and always you regret what was paid.
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No I don't want you guys to be depressed. But I want you to see how beautiful poetry is and this is one of my best. And I don't want you guys to commit suicide you are too precious to the world. You may not know it but if you are gone your family will be left with the burden of your loss and questions that will never be answered.
Please You Are Titanium Never Give Up. -Stay_Strong
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A Book Of Poetry
PoetryOk Guys So I Have Been Beginning To Understand How Depressed, Hurt, or Sorrowful People Feel. So I Decided To Write Poetry For Them. To Express How They Feel When People Aren't Looking At Them. So A lot Of This Poetry Is Going To Be Sad And DEEP. An...
