I'm leaving now, so put all my things away and lock my bedroom door.
Remember my face, because you'll never see me again, unless it's through pictures or memories, or even on my grave.
Childhood memories have faded, and now so am I, your darling daughter is now going to die.
It's time to say all of your goodbyes, don't cry momma and daddy, you'll still have your memories.
Dieing isn't so bad since I took my own life..
So lock my bedroom door and throw away the key, this little girl of yours will never be back because now, i'm six feet under.
Reading this i know exactly how you feel, i've been there to that dark place even now i re visit it once in a while. just remember becky you are not alone, even if it feels like it most of the time. good work, keep it up you have great talent. x x nickie x x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Scary but very thoughtful! I know how you feel, but do not pull the plug! tfs! ! !