With A Gun To Your HeadA Poem by A. V. MadisonMy second suicide poem.Her fingers tap in rhythm across the bathroom floor as the bathtub fills with water poor girl's shattered to the core
She reaches for the faucet and turns it to the right shutting off the water the turns off the bathroom light
she undresses from her clothes and steps into the tub the ice water is a punishment for being sick of all this grub
she sits into the water shivers racing down her spine the reaper thinks to himself "her soul will soon be mine"
her heart beat goes faster as she is now submerged her screams of fear and pain will soon be so unheard
her eyes begin to flutter and they just keep on blinking as her soul climbs out what was this young girl thinking?
© 2012 A. V. MadisonAuthor's Note
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