Suicide MeA Poem by Alicia HirsheyMark my arms Nothing but hate I am giving up You wouldn't care anyway Lash out Marked as a fight You'll still be breathing at the end of the night How should I do it? The thoughts flow through my veins Fast and Easy? Or Slow and Riddled with pain? Suicidal differences Cast shadows on my grave Will you be there? Or Will you keep the rumors coming my way? When I'm dead Will you rest in ease then? Or Will you keep longing? Piling thoughts in their heads? Your lies can be mistaken But still you drove me away Sitting back You enjoyed this sick game I forgave you once Ignorance was my plea You never cared The hurt you caused me. Push me further I'm on the ledge One step back And finally I'll be dead. © 2011 Alicia Hirshey |
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