Death WishA Poem by therisaNovember 11 to November 20th, are my darkest days, of the year.Darkest days Are here. Where the light Is swallowed Alive. Hope A word found In the dictionary Only. And the tears Flood everywhere. Passive suicide Slithers Ever so gently To the forth. As the next 10 days passes With the heaviest of heart Remembering those Who have past. Guilt and shame ridden For surviving Where others haven't. Just wanting The pain To end.
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Added on November 10, 2014 Last Updated on November 10, 2014 AuthortherisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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