Do you want to die?
Jump off a building
Get hit by a car
Pull a gun on yourself
Is that going to far?
For you, I think not
That choice might be right
End our misery
Die tonight
When you go to this edge
You bring us along
We’re tired of caring
Please go alone
Do you want to die?
Just cut your own throat
Take a bottle of pills
Or hang by a rope
You’ve lost the idea
Of a true friend
We can’t keep saving you
From your glorified end
We all have problems
I know this to be true
We’ve learned how to deal
God damnit
When will you
We may be kindred spirits, but I'm glad to report that the sun will shine again. Dark poems are a way for us to share the hurt. Sometimes they are just words on paper and only on reflection do we recognize them as the medication that helped heal the hurt.