Suicide
I am a tortured human soul,
The world would be better, If I go.
If I leave this world behind,
What is the place I’ll find?
I can’t live, with this pain,
It hurts my heart, breaks my brain.
I’m lost inside the dark,
Through this life I can’t embark.
I hate my life, I just want death,
It’s time to take, my last breath.
All this poison in my head,
From my wrists, I have bled.
The darkness inside is on the loose,
I really should strangle it, with a noose.
With this life, I’m finally done,
My finger twitches, on the trigger of this gun….
This poem is about:
Me