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I have written this poem because of certain situations that have arisen in my life. Although I am not suicidal - I had to have the mindset of suicidal people. Let me know what you think?

Submitted:Jan 9, 2007    Reads: 410    Comments: 13    Likes: 5   

Ryan J. Woods

What is the purpose of my life?
Where should I go to end my strife?
Is this all the world has to offer me?
Do I end my misery of all that I can see?

Where do I go? What wave should I ride?
I have no friends; no one to stand by my side
If I went to the depths of the grave
Will anyone be there to save?

Why is the world against me, what did I do?
Everyone hates me; and I hate you
I've drifted to far away to turn around and come back
My only friend is fear and even that is what I lack

I'm all alone and that is the road I took
I have read the Bible; and found it is only a book
Just as the world has taken my pride, my life
Through decisions I've made; is leading me to the knife

All I have now is darkness and despair
I shall end in misery and I don't even care
I cheated, I've lied, and my life is a living hell
I sold my life to Jesus; and now, to the devil I sell

I'm to heartbroken and confused to even cry
With one last plea; I ask the question "why?"
Now is the time to take my life, my very own
My life has reaped and this is what I sown

I don't have all the answers to life and all its worth
Because now I am lying in the depths of the earth
Every moment I lived, every decision I made
I found myself all alone and dismayed

What more could I do? What more could I say?
I've slept with the darkness, and deceived many by day
I've became nothing more than a worthless man
From the womb of a mother; to the earth I've become sand


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