Suicide
Hope what is hope?
Something we all wish for
But can't get in the end
In the pool of depression
In the midst of darkness
I cried and cried
No one to hear
No one to smile
No one to have a shoulder on
No one to cry
I died
Unhappily
Gun on the head
Rope on the fan
Knife in the hand
Blood on my hands
If I ever to die
I die with
Tears in my eyes
Smile on the face
Say goodbye
To those who with
I'm tired of living
Even my sounds of breathing
Annoys me to death
I'm a coward
Coward to die
Coward to live
Coward to cry
One day I'll die
A miserable death
That's what I deserve
In this world of mess
Copyright © Shreeya Dhawal | Year Posted 2023
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