Death, Suicide and Me.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
My poem was written out of my pain and anger, I put my sweat and blood into everything I do. But now I give up...
Read this if your up for some anger and angst

Submitted: November 07, 2012

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I just push people away,

I’m a loser...

I’m worthless,

I’m in so much pain,

But yet I’m so vain,

I HATE most things,

Life is one of them,

I hold the guilt of killing her.

I did the horrible thing,

I hurt a million people,

I lied.

I never respected her,

Now she’s gone I died,

Deep down inside.

Now I’m done with life,

Time for me to jump,

Legs dangling off the edge.

I’m gone far,

Paranoid as fuck,

And I swoop down...

And Smash onto the ground,

Like a tiny chunk of glass,

Off I went to fly...


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