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when i am low

when i am low
i seem real slow

nothing is right inside
all i can do is try to decide

weather i can go on
or its time to be gone

the problem is all methods have fault
they sometimes bring me to a halt

you see slitting my wrist
i may need you to assist

to drow in a river
i would soon shiver

acid would stain me
you have to agree

drug overdoseing would cause terrible cramp
it would be like organs clamping down

guns take guts
it seems i don't got

nooses give
then you live

gase smell awful
nothing is really lawful

at the end of all this
you might as well live








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  • Scott-B-
    September 22

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    This is so true, and i feel all of this, I have considered all sorts of suicide types and the easiest ones I see are drugs and guns but they are somthing I can't get and still if I was to manage that.. it would still be oh so very very hard.
    The last line of this peom even gave me a smile. Thank you so much x


    • shibby shivs
      October 7
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      thank-you so much for the comment.
      sorry that you have been here also. so glad that you got a smile tho