its late my backs against the wall
its been 3 days since I last ate...
I can't seem to control myself
folks round me say get ahold of yourself
but I'd rather throw myself off a bridge onto the highway as semi lights shine my way paving a path to fly away from this dark wrath of which is my past has held me down in for so long that the blade and addiction have become my only friends.....
someone please help me ....I'm dropping quick I'm dropping fast...please lord take me I can't wait to pass so I can get passed this path of pain and suffering...I'm approaching my final hour I've had it planned for a while now.... no way it could go sour... I'm out here deep in the woods, shots loaded praying this baptism shower of gun powder takes me...*breaths in* just a dream.....damn
By john Tennant
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volume 3 The ink that never stops,and friends
PoetryThis poetry book will be fill with not only a couple of my poems.but poems from my friends,who share the same passion as me.there will be some poems like, love,pain,happiness,darkness and even some poems that some may have experience in life or have...
