GUYS GUYS GUYS I WROTE A POEM I AM VERY VERY HAPPY WITH IT:
Every night I lie in bed,
The Nightmares and Darkness, I dread.
Deeper and deeper I drown in my thoughts,
Children and soldiers, bombings and gun shots.
I stand by this ledge, thoughts engulf me,
Deaths, pain and sorrow blinding me.
This world is not perfect,
Leading criminal suspect.
It's cruel, merciless,
our home nonetheless.
We are made to suffer, never die,
living our lives a shameful lie.
Lost and forgotten,
Alone and rotten.
This jump holds my only hope,
Smoking, cutting I tried to cope.
But the pain seeps in,
And I'm out of gin. (Gin is a drink)
So now I whisper my last goodbye,
And you'll realise, I never meant 'I'm fine'