I dream of the night.
The Boy With A Gas Mask01 Apr, 2016 06:07 PM
I dream of the night, And try to block out my fright. I can't fight this much longer. My craving for the blade is stronger. I have lost my honor. I must be a goner. My eyes flood with a tear. I am afraid my time is near, my dear. I take this knife, To take my life. For one last slip with one last slit will be my end, I thank you always for being my friend.
Tags: Death, Suicide, Suicide Note, Cutting
15213 2 Post a Comment
Next Poem >>
You might also like
Beautiful Crack Whore - Euphoria Godsent19673 10
Suicide emotions - Dark.angelofdeath24142 6
So cold - Angel32791 3
xxx_Pain_xxx - Bailey Blake43876 8
What did I do this for? - Kate22977 1
CommentsPost a Comment
26 Aug, 2016 05:46 PM
To whom ever may be reading this I ask you to please leave an HONEST comment even if you do not like this poem I would like your feed back still and try and improve on my poetry.
22 Oct, 2016 01:43 AM
I Like This.