They ask if I'm ok
I wish they'd go away
I'd rather listen to the voices in my head
Saying I'd be better off dead
They're right you know, or so I think
The people don't know how low I'll sink
They don't know where I'll stop
But !I! know...
It's a neverending drop
I can't die! I won't. Not yet...
I must writhe in pain and regret
The choices I've made throughout my life
All the wrong turns that have caused my strife
When will it end?
It won't, you know...
I want to die quick, but I will die slow
This poem does not suck! I told you I liked this poem, its really good.. so don't say your poems suck because none of them do! Some of mine do but thats a different story..
<3 Leighanne