I'm sorry mother,
you've lost another.
I'm sorry sister,
I guess I missed her.
I followed her to hell,
But try not to dwell.
It wasn't you,
nothing you could do,
The sadness just grew.
My soul was dragged down.
In the flames,
I drown.
Don't grieve for me.
Don't leave me be,
don't leave my grave tonight.
I've given up the fight,
but with you by my side,
my strength, I will bide.
I will open my eyes,
tonight, with you,
I rise.
So call me a coward,
with my heart devoured.
Call me a liar,
now I burn in fire.
Call me a fool,
I'm just the world's tool.
You can be cruel,
but at the end of the day,
don't remember me that way.
Don't remember my crimes,
remember the good times.
Cause don't you know,
I'm down below?
I'm not there,
but to you I swear,
I hope you know I care.
This is what people do right?
When people lose the fight?
They usually write a note,
before they tie the rope.
Here to remind you,
what you used to do.
It rips you piece by piece,
but I am now at peace.
Don't drown in your sorrow,
just pray for tomorrow.
It will all get better,
once you drop this letter.
I'm dead,
but it's for the better.
Get me out of your head,
I'm already dead.
So baby, move on with your life,
I'll see you in the afterlife.
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Poems of a Suicidal Memory
PoëzieI took all of my poems and compiled them into one big thing. Comments and constructive criticism are/is much appreciated. I will add to this as I write more, therefore there will be no set time for when I will update. Just read, enjoy, and support m...