Pointless Meaning Poem by Christopher Sharer

My life was pointless,
It had no meaning.
Suicide on my mind,
The end was gleaming.

Someone I cared for,
and loved so much.
So eager to,
Get back in touch.

Wanted to start a life,
Grow old with one another.
Talked about drems,
making her a mother.

For the first time in my life,
My life had meaning.
Too good to be true,
Am I dreaming?

She says 'I love you'
With her perfect smile.
I've been waiting for her to say that,
In a very long while.

I love her so much,
More than my own life.
There's nothing I want more,
Than to make her my wife.

But like most good things,
It didn't last long.
Is there something wrong with me,
Did I do something wrong?

Now I sit here alone yet again,
With my gun in my hand.
Thinking about making this,
My last stand.

I've tried using a knife,
And I've tried overdosing with needles and pills.
Attempts unsuccessful,
They only gave me chills.

I still love her more than life,
I dont know what to do.
I have no idea,
She has no clue.

My love for her grows stronger,
As my depression and loss grows bigger.
Now I find solace in knowing i can,
End it all with a pull of the trigger.

My life IS pointless,
And it has NO meaning.
Suicide IS on my mind,
The end STILL gleaming.