18's Final Hours

I have been extremly depressed lately and my only wayy to vent so i don't kill myself is through writintg...writing has saved my life so many times i am thankful to have the gift to write.

dying within this tragically decaying life,
Never ment to live past the day i was ment to suffer,
Sensing the pain through my own skin,
Sew me up to keep the pain in,
Leaking through the draumatic tears that leave my bleeding eyes,
18 is my early death,
Cant manage to live for myself,
A Bleeding bullet with my name carved in the side,
Waiting for the moment when it all becomes too much,
Watching the broken clock to slowly chime its final hour,
Dying for the events of now and the past life,
The search for the fearless journey,
The fearful Journey ends tonight,
I cross into the light of my years,
Death becomes my gift, my friend,
This absolute goodbye is my second chance,
My final chance to be free,
my only chance to find peace,
ive done the best i can,
not fearing my "colorful" death,
Blood will be shed,
thisis my sacrifice,
i found my salvation....

Author's Note

ignore spelling and all that shiz....

Reviews

[mirui]

This is really deep and gives a wonderful message.

[Meredith Leigh]

This was really sad, but it had such strong emotion in it. Maybe it's just me today, but I can feel the sadness and heartbreak you were trying to convey. This is very well writen, very sad and very good. Nice job!

- Kriss