Suicide

As I deliberate on sliding this blade across my vein, The blood flowing out might help ease my pain. No one can save me from this pain that hurts to my soul, These are thoughts that are out of my control. It's like being in hell on earth, No one realizes how bad depression hurts. I love but never get love back in return, I do everything to make someone happy but keep getting burned. The tone in my voice the look in my eye, I'm so serious I'm ready to die. I'm so weak no strength in my bones, When I'm gone everyone will be left with the unknown. They will realize how important I was, They didn't know it before because no one really does. All I ask is for a little love, To be treated nice and be peaceful like a dove. My hearts racing as I contemplate, Finally realizing what is really my fate. I have no reason or destiny, I know that I'll never be truly happy. This pain is overbearing I can't deal, No one understands that depression is real. I think about the people in my life, And if I did this all my loved ones would be in strife. So I lay down the blade and never give in, God wouldn't be happy for committing this sin. The angels all happy singing in cheer, Knowing that I'm being strong trying to overcome this fear. December 19, 2007 ~The One and Only~