The sting of the razor kisses my skin
By now it's my only friend
I can see the light leaving my eyes
I hang while you all say your last goodbyes
I'm sorry that it came to this
But I was the only one praying for this!
To not happen
Now I hold the gun
This is the time when you tell me your going to miss me a ton
When the silence comes
Welcoming my absence
Is when you regain your balance
Breathing in all of the bitter sweet fragrance
That I left behind
When I died
I never planned to see you cry
I bid you farewell
As I whisper goodbye
Here's an old one I never posted
YOU ARE READING
The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants
