Know What To Do

Feel the pain deep within. Know you will soon be leaving. You wont have to deal with the pain ever again. Stand with the rope, hear nothing but your ragged breathing. Think of all the pain 'been through. Stand on the chair, put your neck through the noose. You know exactly what you have to do. Make sure its right and the knot isn't loose. Hear your heart pounding in your chest. The sad part is, you cant wait. Until you are finally put to rest. You have nothing left in your heart but hate. Look down at the scars on your wrist. Look in the mirror and see your tortured soul. Ball your hands into fists. You just want to fill the hole. So you stand on your tip-toes. You kick the chair far away. You silently think about how nobody knows. You took your last breath today. Irony:You were all alone when you died. Nobody cared enough to listen to you. How dare they ask why you cried. As if they had no clue.