Depression, Dark, Dead (Poems by Dark_Shadow000)

Poem 4: Suicidal Thoughts

My life is over

You see me everyday

Groaning with boredom

No reason for me to stay

Friday night I go home

All alone like always

Reaching the destination of my father's office

I reach in and pull out the gun

Running towards my room

I kneel by my bed

Saying one last prayer before I leave

I pull the gun up to my temple,

sweat dripping down my brow.

With the final pull of the trigger,

I leave my body.

For a few moments longer,

I'm still in my room,

watching as my lifeless body slumps to the floor.

Then I head to a place

Where people will love me more.

                   Dark_Shadow000