49 VOLUMES OF SUICIDE

THE BATTLE OF A DEPRESSED MIND

49 VOLUMES OF SUICIDE

Author: KEITH R. WILLIAMS
 

 

49 volumes of suicide
each one a reason to die
a reason to cry
my obsession with depression
a reason why
it’s killing me
inside my own memories
a compilation of lies, and misery
decipher the volumes
show no sympathy
as the knife slices
49 volumes of suicide
where the blood flows like a tide
pouring my life on the floor
i can’t take it no more
as my veins empty
paramedics too late to rescue me
the pain turns into serenity
it getting cold inside
49 volumes of suicide
where now i can see the light
darkness no longer resembles night
my body becomes stigmata
for this world i’m a matyr
my soul clings to humanity
why i ask does it cling to insanity?
which picks up pen, and paper writes
49 volumes of suicide
spinning AROUND IN MY HEAD
A SONG ASKING GOD WHY I’M NOT DEAD
I guess i never heard a word he said
49 volumes of suicide
now turns to poison
why this method have i chosen
a death so swift
i’ll die like it was a gift
to heaven or hell
where i’ll land it’s hard to tell
deep inside
49 volumes of suicide
now i don’t know if i hear
angels or demons
i’m afraid of giving up on believing
so who am i decieving?
i cry please
but no one is around to hear my pleas
i look for a place to run and hide
i only find
49 volumes of suicide

Author's Note

HOW DO U ESCAPE THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE

Reviews

[Exa Lectric]

I DON'T KNOW. anyway, good poem. makes one think.