Robb McMillan

Break Up / Suicide - Poem by Robb McMillan

You think your done
You think your through
But still the little things get to you
your time is up the end is near
You jump in knowing you have nothing to fear
nothing to lose nothing to gain everything just winds up in pain
Your life seems meaningless
you feel no joy
It seems all you manage to do is search and destroy
The easy way out
One bullet in a gun
Life is just no fun
You’re lying on the ground
Death is in the air
Your last words whisper
why is life not fair?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008

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