Dead Soon Poem by Ashley Carnes

O Jesus Lord
help me out
as the toughts of death
just creep me out.

Everyday is a constant thought,
of slitting wrists and hanging heads,
Darkness is falling upon the world;
so just kick me out.

The days go by sad and slow
so now il just go with the flow.
Days are boring
Nights are worst.


Just let me out into the night
and out of sight.
O jesus lord;
Stop letting me fight.

This is the end
so dont try and stop
just put a gun
to my head.
And BOOM!
il be dead.