Christopher Della


Suicide Is A Better Way - Poem by Christopher Della

Im my room
With my back agianst
The lockless door
Listening to my father beat me mother
Once he is done with her
He'll come for me next
And he'll hit me for no reason
Its silent.....He's done with her
And now its my turn
Im agianst my door with a gun in my hand
Hes trying to get in
I look up at the ceiling
And make a quick prayer
I close my eyes
I point the gun at my head
I say to myself
'Its time to end this hell'
I pull the trigger
Im free.....Im finially free

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 6, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 6, 2008


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