A poem for god
God, I'm cold inside.
I just want to die.
God, I'm afride inside.
I'm lonely inside.
No understands.
No one stops to look.
God, I'm sorry I'm going to die.
I know it's no fair and that your supposed to decied when I'm going to die.
God, I'm making this choice that its my time to die.
God, I know you love me and you want the best for me.
I hope you understand that this is just the best for me
I really don't want to die
but there is know other way to escape the pain.
God, Tell my mom not to cry.
Tell her I will be somewere
Were its warm and everyones happy,
Were theres rainbows and waterfalls.
The place were every ones at peace and no ones in pain.
The way I dreamed heaven would be.
Even if you don't send me to that place.
Will you please tell my mother that I'm still there.
Can you also tell my mother that I'm sorry that I had to die.
Tell my mother not to let her pain take over her like it did me.
Tell my mother to be stronger, like I never was.
Tell my mother never to cut, like I had to do, to know I was alive.
Tell my mother to not let her heart get cold, like mine had gone.
Tell my mother not to die on the inside, like how I did.\
Now its time for me to go.
I'm sorry, but really there is no other way.
I have to end the pain.
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