There's nothing else I've wanted more,
than to take my life walk out the door
The people in my life are fine
but to leave this world would be divine
Nobody has a single clue,
what's on my mind what I go through
They don't know a thought could lead to more,
a bullet, a rope, I shoot, I score
But what about all those who cared,
those I loved, sweet memories shared
I wonder if they loved me too,
it all comes down to that who knew.
They always knew that I was weak,
got a hole in my brain somewhere, a leak.
But someday I will end it all
I'll leave without a single call
And even though no one will care
well at least I'll be outta here
~ xoxo Joanna xoxo ~
YOU ARE READING
The Suicide Game
Poetry*TRIGGER WARNING* Well, um, this is a poem so yeah. It's either gonna really sappy and emotional or weird and intense so...good luck! Again, just to stress my point *TRIGGER WARNING*
