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
Monday, September 1, 2008
My death
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Glad to see you are still writing :) Hope you are well, sure miss you love Granny Terry
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