J R Reynolds
Suicidal Statistic - Poem by J R Reynolds
Tightening the noose strung around my neck,
Giving the rope one final check.
Wondering why my life suddenly changed,
Wondering when I became so deranged.
Wishing I could end my pain,
Wishing to live no longer in vain.
Wanting to find my happy place,
Wanting to peel my skin from my face.
Seeking love to come from another
Seeking out a life long lover.
Hoping to find a reason to live,
Hoping to find a reason to forgive.
Trying to vent all my rage,
Trying to find rhymes to fill this page.
Not wanting to wake in a bed of remorse,
Not wanting my life to run a natural course.
Taking my life, I step off the chair,
Taking my last little breath of cursed air.
My death tonight will come as a surprise
My funeral tomorrow causes no one to cry.
Nobody knew the pain I held inside,
Nobody knew how many nights I had cried.
This is my memoir of the one that got away,
This is my note you willl read on my last living day.
Say goodbye forever before the casket lid is closed,
I have said goodbye forever to a life already decomposed.
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