Life's a Joke
when i get to it
deaths my answer
no more pain
just my life less body
its like the whole world wont care
the wind is gone
my last breath
no more hiding
just in a grave
no more running
i gave up the fight
my time is up
i quit
hanging from the rope is what i want
no air to breath
the numbness in my legs
i am not going to try and get down
when they find me i will be gone
no more tears
no more fighting
i just gave up
gave in
my time has come to the end
thanks soo much for trying to love me
its to late
because im never coming back
and never want to
Copyright © Andrea Trudeau | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment