The Time Has Come..Suicide Poem by shayla ......

Hush little babay
Your almost dead
The sheets on your bed are turning red
Theirs razor blades strewn across the floor
You don't know if you can take life anymore

Your parents hate you
You have no friends
Sometimes you wonder
Why your not dead?

Tonights the night you'll Be gone
They'll be free and you'll move on
Theyed much rather have you dead then alive
Take the burden out of their lives

So you sing this lullaby....

Hush little baby your almost gone
So take this razor to your arm
Once your gone they will be free
and you'll be forgotten in their memories...