My Life's Fate - Poem by EmilyAnn Blas
Suicidal thoughts enter my mind,
surely they aren't one of a kind.
A rope on my neck, a gun to my head,
all of these thoughts to make myself dead.
To keep on living I would truly hate,
suicidal thoughts, are these my life's fate?
I can't take the pressure,
I can't stand the pain,
all this stress is driving me insane.
I'd have no regrets,
surely no remorse, just let
these suicidal thoughts run their course.
Don't blame yourselves, it was just me.
I guess I wasn't as strong
as I thought I'd be.
Heaven or Hell?
I don't know where'd I'd go,
I guess that's just for HIM to know.
Wherever I'm at just know that I LOVE YOU!
But until we meet again, my life is through!
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