Can one end something so big,
does one have enough strength to do it?
There are very few who know,
and all of those who do know,
are the ones who succeeded.
I wish to be one
who has succeeded
in ending something big.
I want to put out the fire that
is no longer strong.
I want the warmth to disappear
and the cold
to consume
me.
Time
is always running out.
My breaking point is near.
I don't know when,
but I feel as if
it may happen soon.
Wish me luck
in the after life.
you hear my last words
until
the
knife
is
suffice.
|
Email this Poetry
|
Add to reading list






