I lie on my bed tears falling from my eyes
My wrists ache and have continued to bleed
I have the blankets over my head to muffle the cries
As my suicide note I start to read
I have Tylenol, and Tramadol lined up
And a glass of water to swollow them down
I hoping that all this will be enough
A suicide that will make little sound
And I actually thought I escaped this fate
But suicide seems to be my way to go
My heart is full of pain and hate
And no one even knows
Which is just the way I want it
Because I don't want anyone trying to save me
Because I just want to die and forget
From this daily pain and heartache I want to be free
So I'm sorry to whoever this hurts
But I'm not cut out for this thing called life
I know you'll think I'm a big jerk
And I'm just to weak to continue the fight
So I hope I get to year I love you from Rae
Before I decide to just simply give up
Either way today will be my last day
Because I'm tired and I've had enough
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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