Suicide Song
I'm standing on the corner with this knife to my wrist
Debating and contemplating, should i go through with this?
My mind is in a bunch cause I can't go on
My life ain't worth living, my burdens weigh a ton
I'm scared, I admit, cause i can't do this
But then again I wanna do it cause i hate the stress
Cause each day I go through is like a test, that i seem to score even less and
less
So I slice and I slice, away at my arm
And I notice the blood, that breaks my heart
Then I start to cry and I hope i'm dead, but all I see is red and that fills my head
With the pain and the strife that I've suffered in life
Then I black out, and I see a light
Then I feel a hand that makes me stand
And then I look around and then i see the man
That has made the plan that we'd all live in love
So long as we worship his name up above
And he tells me, that I gotta go on
gotta keep on moving, gotta stay real strong
Cause it wasn't my day or my time to go
And when it came to that day, he'd let me know
Copyright © Shaneika Cooper | Year Posted 2006
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