DEATHA Poem by Drama Kidumm....i have no idea how to describe it. it's how i feel sometimes and probably how alot of other people feelSorrowful, but wanted ending of life. The laughing won't stop, it's time to let go. Depressed and crying, I pick up a knife. This could go one of two ways, quick or slow. Thoughts unspoken will remain in my head. No one will ever care, so why should i. Slowly,in pain, i'm dieing in my bed. every word u speek is another lie. You can't help me, dont bother trying. Theres not a thought fo regret in my head. My end has come, yet there is no one crying. My sheet once white, are now stained bloody red. This selfish desicion was mine to make. My life was nothing but a big mistake.
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3 Reviews Added on July 28, 2009 AuthorDrama KidFond du Lac, WIAboutI'm a young author and I love, love, teen and fantasy stories. I didn't think I'd like writing but now I luv writing. It's a way of letting everything go it gets my mind going. I came here to learn.. more..Writing
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