My Sweet Suicide

Wanting help but not getting it as they are dying.

Thoughts continuing to swirl inside my head,

My bleeding soul cries out for help,

That no one seems to give.

I’m starting to slowly fade away,

But I don’t want to be erased.

Blood falling from the skies,

Signifying my slow, sweet demise.

People just blankly stare,

No one knows what to do or how to react.

They have no tears to shed,

When they see my bloody tear-stained face.

My life is finally coming to a close,

One that couldn’t come fast enough.

My world is starting to darken,

My vision is beginning to fade.

This life of mine had been slipping,

From the very start.

I finally couldn’t take it anymore,

And now it’s gonna be gone in a flash.

My body feels so numb,

And I can no longer feel.

I’m almost gone,

So I guess I should say my final farewells.

So long and good night,

This is my sweet suicide.