Looking For Death, But Don't Have The Balls For SuicideA Poem by HorrorphileIt's all in the title.
I've only got so much time left on my clock
I'll take a smoke and some pills to speed it up I want to lose a couple days Live for today, and don't think about tomorrow Breathe for tonight, and suffocate tomorrow Cold weather, heavy rain, and summer nights Things I live for, that only last a moment Don't worry about your friends, just listen to your heart I've only got so much time left on my clock I'll take a smoke and some pills to speed it up I want to lose a couple days The days are long enough lately I don't really want to live anymore The lonely nights leave me tempted The mornings of awkwardness leave my guilty Too much stress, too much stress I've only got so much time left on my clock I'll take a gun and some bullets to speed it up I want to lose today
© 2017 HorrorphileAuthor's Note
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Added on October 23, 2017 Last Updated on October 23, 2017 Tags: Suicide, Pills, Death, Depression AuthorHorrorphileSeattle, WAAboutI'm a college student looking to gain writing experience. I am a horror-fanatic, and mostly write screenplays and poetry. more..Writing
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