Life About To EndA Poem by AngelaI don't remember when or why i wrote this but it had to be one of the times i was depressed.Life About To End
Sitting in my bedroom, lying on my bed I lay awake thinking, is my life about to end I slowly begin raising the gun up to my head My heart no longer will have to mend
I take one last deep breath of air Squeeze down on the trigger All of this just doesn't seem fair Pain no longer able to grow bigger
Blood begins to spill As my life starts to fade All pain is gone, and now i no longer have to feel Look at the big mess i've made
I wonder how many people will even care This was all a mistake The bullet begins to tear My skin, and my body begins to shake
Someone call 911; help me before its too late The light suddenly begins to fade away My heart has lost its pulse rate I didn't want this to happen; now i want to stay
The ambulance arrives and rushes in the house They were too late, for now i am gone The cops have to go and tell my spouse My body in chalk is drawn
They put me in that black body bag Carry me away The sight of the scene makes everyone want to gag What a horrible way to end such a beautiful day
Few days go past Everyone still in shock That no one knew that'd be the last Time they'd see me, 'cause the time had run out on my clock
What they didn't know Was my life was about to end If they only knew how i felt so low They would ahve been a better friend. © 2008 AngelaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on March 25, 2008 AuthorAngelaNew Madrid, MOAboutHi, my name is Angela and i'm anything but your average person. I'm 20 years old. I'll be 21 in September. I live in the small town of New Madrid, Missouri. I still currently live with my parents but .. more..Writing
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