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Suicide Note #7

I feel like I could die tonight,
my eyes are so empty again.
I need a closer love thean they can give.
I thought I was getting it all,
such a hard crash when I realize,
I still have nothing important at all.

Can you help me, pull off this road,
you the you I don't know you, about you.
Show me, and I can see,
I'll believe it you, if you can, believe in me.
But it can never be, you I've never knew,
you diserve better than me.
Will you ever feel the kiss I blew.

I dare go aginst this,
the dark pools in my eyes,
peeling my sanity away,
bit by bit I keep falling away.

I can't help this,
the knife I already feel at my thoat.
Make the blade cut though the first few layers of wrist.
So happy to see the first river run down,
in to a pool on my floor.
And I'll do it again,
this time finishing the sin.

I see the shadows play.
Dancing and darkening my view,
of the world where I may never,
may never meet you.

 

 

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Joshua S. Bell
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