No More
I cry during the night.
All that is heard,
are my sweet salty tears.
They fall to the floor
And I feel my life slip away.
Into a pit of despair.
Life is just to hard to live
I know that makes me weak
I know that makes me a coward
But I don’t care
I pick up a dagger
And as I lower it
I think of my life
Full of woe and shame
I feel the knife cool against my skin
And I thrust it into my chest
And I let my essence out
I let all that I am out
A few seconds pass
Which seem like eternity
And then finally I let go of the life
that has caused me such grief and despair.
Copyright © Tonya Garcia | Year Posted 2005
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