My Final Night Poem by Patrick Shields

My Final Night



Black is this last night of mine
Its cold just like my body will be
I'm through thinking it'll be fine
I'll be lifeless for everyone to see

Overdose will be my cause of death
A painless and quiet way to pass away
Its coming soon but it hasn't occured yet
I can already imagne what everyone will say

I'm tired of being alive for no real reason
Espically that my love will be dead as well
Besides winter is my most hated season
Forever in my cold grave will I silently dwell

I always hoped that this day would never come
This is something that I've been planning for years
But I always did know that I would die young
Don't cry for me I know I'm not worth those tears

I know I have no chance of being ressurected
But sadly that is a risk that I am willing to take
And I know that everyone will sadly be affected
Just forget that I existed for all of your sakes

Because I'm leaving all of you to go into sleep
A sleep that I will never be able to wake up from
Because those cuts on my veins will be deep
No longer will I be a brother, boyfriend, or son

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sonny Rainshine 04 November 2007

I hope this is just the poet talking. Winter's my 'most hated season' too.

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