Sometimes I feel like letting go of life, letting go of the few things I have. Im not sure whether I should or not, if I need persuading, I think of my failures in life. But how to do it? Jumping from a tall building? overdosing on drugs? No! Those ideas are too simple! I'll cut myself, not on my neck, or on my wrists! I'd die too quickly! I'll slice myself on the top side of my arm, and gouge out chunks of flesh from my stomache! Then I'll be free!!
I can relate to this poem i feel this way alot of the time. TERESA RIFE