...Five Minutes...

September 8th, 2004

 

What have I done
This isn't my time, please be undone
I am so alone
I haven't grown

Five minutes until I'm gone
That isn't that long
Why did I do it
Why that final slit

Four minutes now
Say good-bye?? How??
I want to live
I want to give

Down to minute three
Please I am very sorry
Tell me it's not too late
Im in love, you're my fate

Minute Two
Grandma and Grandpa I really do love you
Today cant be my day
I just wanted the pain to go away

My last minute of of life
I realize I'll never be a mother or wife
I take in my last breath
And say good-bye as I lay to rest
And realize final is death

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Joe Jo    Shomo's picture

i like your poems. i read them on the pot. my mom found one in my drawer one day and she said she wanted to meet you. thanks for being my inspiration. BYE BYE Joe JO Shomo

Darkness Follows Me's picture

all i can say is amazing! my favourite line was "my last minute of life, i realize i'll never be a mother or a wife." i can relate, i never thought about those things when i had problems w/myself. great poem!