Goodbye...

September 21, 2009
By Anonymous

F*** my life
It's all f***ed up
Slit my wrists
And spill my blood
F*** my moods
They hurt my friends
See my blood?
This is the end
Darkness coming
Bringing peace
Death has finally
Come for me
I go forward
Willingly
Reaching for something
Only I can see
17 years
My f***ed up life
Nothing but pain
Trouble and strife
But now I'm done
I've had enough
F*** this pain
This word
This life
Death has come
My friends, goodbye...

The author's comments:
Just another poem from the Dark Side of life... from another suicidal mood.

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on Aug. 8 2011 at 4:20 pm
secrets_of_silence GOLD, Gisborne, Other
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Favorite Quote:
life had i loved the more
had it but passed away
as quietly as the day
ebbs from the darkening star.


-emanuel litvinoff

sounds like a bridge in a song. it has good pace and tempo.


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