Suicide Spring
Austin Jones
29 Apr, 2015 07:26 PMThe night is over The sun is rising over the horizon But I shall not live To see the day For I have reached My final destination A spring, A lake My favorite lake In my favorite woods This spring is where I die One might call it A suicide spring A perfect place For a perfect death I take my knife And slit my wrists And neck And fall into the Clear blue of the lake The sun is now shining On the water I fade into nothing As the day comes into view
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Post a Comment19 May, 2016 03:54 AM
Beautiful and haunting !!!