My Misery

I'm having trouble sleeping,
I find it hard to breath.
Put me out my misery,
Why won't you do it? Please?

I'm having trouble living,
Why can't I have a rest.
Please put me out my misery,
Yes! It would be for the best.

I've spoken to many people,
They cannot help me now.
If you can help me die today,
All is yours, I vow.

Please take your time to read this,
This poem is of death.
Many people commit suicide,
And shorten their last breath.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Shahein Avatar
October 8, 2015 at 6:01 AM
Omg ! My dear friend this poem contains alot of pain and misery and hurt, plz have faith in god don't give he'll gelp u , I understand what u r talking about cause I've felt the same so many years. Good writing.
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