Jaylinn Moore Poet I do not know?

The Sweetest Sucide

I would need this gun
To complete my mission;
I would need this CD
So I can listen;
A cell phone
To say good bye;
Kleenex
For my cry;
This is the sweetest suicide;

A car
So I can drive;
A pin and pad
To leave a note;
Alcohol
To numb the pain;
Weed
To f up my brain;
Maybe coke
To thin my veins;
This is the sweetest suicide;

Photos
To remember the good times;
A destination
To do my crime;
The ocean
Because I love it;
A watch
To mark the time;
Farewell
Goodbye;
I can't make up my mind;
This is the sweetest suicide;

I feel the wind blowing up my sleeves;
The ocean water touching my knees;
The earth is so beautiful
To bad I have to leave;
The tide is high
I take a swim;
Now I start counting
Down to my sin;
The gun is loaded
My letters wrote;
Blues are playing
I take a line of coke;
Calls are made;
Messages sent;
I hit this weed
And take a sip;
Splatter my brains
And fall into the ocean;
This is the sweetest suicide;

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J M November 28, 2009 at 6:13 PM Nice Job. This shows amazingly deep side to you. Keep it up. - jessi