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Suicide Note

I’ll slit my wrists tonight I’ll slit my wrists right Across till I can’t feel my fingers I don’t care about dreams cause the pain Since you left still lingers in my mind’s air And my flair and swagger has dissipated If my heart had only anticipated The ripples you’d leave when you left And I can’t take a single breath Without your name And the same pain now wounds me With this suicide not even death can soothe me They bleed so very red I’m calling for painful death I’m wishing that the next three breaths Raise my chest for the three last times And even though passed Time I still want to die Cause it isn’t a life if I can’t Be the one who makes you cry And when you smile The reasons need to be my words These reasons need to be the birds The inhabitants of your sky The predators that lie In wait I’m waiting… I’m waiting for you to heal my wounds I’m waiting for you to be my moons The stars in my night sky The reason my tears are dry No more reasons to cry Sit here wishing you back Sit here wishing I lacked This “for you” weakness And with each less moment I wait And wait And wait And wait She's not coming back

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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