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Monday, September 1, 2008

My death

leaning against the wall staring darkness in the face,
thinking of everyone i've lost but all that i've embraced,
with wrists bloody and hurting in pain,
I scream in silence the lords name in vain,
he doesn't answer me cause nothing comes out,
no matter how loud I scream or shout,
as I sit there in shame I think about the family I wish I had,
remembering those days wanting to know my dad,
what must I do to escape this nightmare,
I close my eyes and I can hear my lungs fill with air,
I tell myself this is the end my death,
but as I start to fade away I start to think twice but it's too late I just took my last breathe