Suicide Poem by Inidana Eisley

Suicide



Here I am
Sitting in my bed
Wishing I were dead
With a gun to my head
No one cares I said to myself
BUT then I got a thought
'Life is a game so play it well'
No more Pain can come your way!
The only way to end the pain

Sunday, November 29, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: pain,suicide
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