It's All Over - Poem by Kirstie Duekett
Put a bullet to my brain,
put me down I'm going insane.
Pass me the knief to hold to my wrist,
you will not see a thing through the blood mist.
Teach me to knot for my rope,
I can't do this anymore I just can't cope.
Watch me jump and fall to my death,
Or is it better to O.D. on METH.
I don't care how it happens anymore,
Inside I'm already dead even though I still feel sore.
Just let me DIE,
I'm sick of you all saying it will get better I just hate the same old lie.
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