sweet suicide

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 16, 2007

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the rain lashes down
across the window pane
with nothing to live for
and nothing to gain

the blade in my hand
calls out to me
"i swear it wont hurt
just do it softly"

my head just feels empty
no thoughts or no fears
and suddenly then
the bitter taste of my tears

they come crashing around me
as i start to weep
and i dug the knife in
long and deep

the blood splurted out
but still it was beautiful
this was the colour
i wanted at my funeral

the floor glittered crimson
in the dying light
the tears streamed down
i put up no fight

then soon it got darker
the lights started to falter
i imagined myself
sat at the alter

lord i didnt mean to
i just had no way out
this was it
i had started to shout

but then i passed out
and with god at my side
i thought to myself
'sweet suicide'


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