The dripping of water,
that's all I hear,
until that sound to,
mutes, dies out and silences.
My head slowly slips,
off the edge of the tub,
and into the water.
With a light plop,
I feel, I hear, I see,
my head slowly sinking,
into the water deep.
The last thing I see,
before my vision blurs,
are the droplets of water,
single, cold, like tears,
falling one by one into the tub.
Then, as I hold my breath,
One minute, two minutes,
the time passes by,
the pressure on my chest increases,
and then everything goes black.
A sad life ends,
with a sad suicide.
Finally it's over,
Finally it's done.
So this got very deep and dark... Sorry about that!😥😁
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Blue feelings
PoetrySoooo, this is not really going to be a story. It will be a collection of poems and quotes I like. The writing will mostly be in English but occasionally in German. Lastly, (just as a heads up) these poems do not have a certain structure, or for tha...
