Suicide

Like a pack of wild gazelles running
My tears follow close
Behind

Step by step each tear gets closer
Breaking off as I near
The edge

How can one person deal with this
Pain, this many
Problems

I need to find a way to forget
God help me forget

I stand on the edge
Looking down at the shattered memories
Do I jump?

Falling down this dark path, this
Tortured soul
I am stuck for ever

Like a pack of wild gazelles running
My tears follow close
Behind





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