I don't have a life,
I don't need one either.
When I'm alive all I feel is pain.
I just want to die.
I don't need this life.I don't need this life.
Everyone tells me to die.
Why should i live if no one wants me?
I want to die.
I'm going to die.I'm dead now,
I'm lonely again.
I'm dead inside and out,
And it's cause of the people I called my friends.
I'm dead now.I finally got it my way,
This is what happens when you feel so low,
You kill yourself cause no one cares.
You can't do much nor can you express yourself.
I finally got it my way.Author's note:
This chapter is a chapter that I wrote over a year ago. It is the chapter that made me write poetry. I'll forever think about this poem even thought it's a poem based on suicide.
As I said in the introduction of this book. This poem would not be liked by everyone. But it is one of the dearest poems to me.
Anyways,
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Too soon to be sure
PoetryIt's a sequal for 'Through a broken mind'. It takes you through a path which shouldn't be followed but the going gets rough and there is too much on one's mind.