My Shadow I'M Ready Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

IF MY SHADOW COULD TALK
THE WORDS HE WOULD SAY
ON HOW I'M FEELING SINCE SHE WALK
AND IF MY WHY'S
COULD GET ANSWER ON WHY
SHE SAID GOODBYE
THAN MAYBE I COULD STOP CRYING
AND TRY TO SMILE AGAIN
BUT THE PAIN IS TO DEEP
AND MY LIFE HAS FALLING APART
IT'S WHERE I CAN'T SLEEP
BECAUSE IT'S HARD WHEN YOU HAVE
A BROKERN HEART
AND YES THERE ARE TIMES WHEN I LAID AWAKE
THINKING OF WHAT I COULD TAKE
TO HELP END MY SHAKES
SO I DON'T HAVE TO THINK ANYMORE
WHICH WILL BE MY SLEEPING PILLS.
NOW I GET READY TO TAKE THESE PILLS
AND WASH IT DOWN WITH MY BOOZES
NOT STOPPING TILL I'M BEYOND MY FILL,
SO NOW MY SHADOW
THE TIME HAS COME AROUND
WHERE I'LL LAY MY SELF DOWN
WAITING TO DIE
WITH ONLY MYSELF AND I