Internal Debating
Suicide is no more pain
in the life that we live
nothing left for us to gain
and we cannot forgive
If you were right here
and not so far away
maybe i would not fear
maybe i'd want to stay
Take time and think it over
no more ache, sadness or pain
all because of you, a lover?
longing for death will refrain
So if you use logic,
take time to think it through
producing this black magic
is what keeps me true
All that is left for me to ask
is if suffering is worth the smile
the cloak i wear, on my face a mask
waiting for you all the while
Copyright © Not Telling | Year Posted 2009
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment