I'm sick of this. I can
never do anything right.
Here I go. Grab a gun. Load
it up. Put it to my head. Get
ready to shoot it.
No one will care. No one
will notice I'm gone. Let's
pull this trigger. Don't be scared.
Damn it fucking pull the trigger.
End this life.
Cut my wrists. Watch this
scarlet blood flow. Let it satin
this bed. Let it stain this white
sheet.
Don't set the gun down. Write
a good bye letter to your family
and friends. Tell you're sorry for
not being good enough. Put it in where
they find it.
BAM you shoot the gun.
Lifeless body hits the floor.
You're crying. I was just a waste
of space. It was time to give up. I
was a failure and always would have been.
So it was time to take this life.
How did you feel when reading this poem?? What came to mind? What would you change?
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thats sooooooo me
i fell the same way all the time
im srry dont die
dont get me stared on killing youself
ivv tried 2 kill myself so menny time
ur not alone
im here if u wanna tolk 2 someone -
How did I feel reading this poem??
Well, I felt the emotion. Reason why is because i've felt this way before. I love the write though, I know its hard tow rite stuff like this with real depth into your emotions but I think you did quite well.
Well done. xx -
1. no one cares about spelling mistakes its the feeling in the poem that matters
2. Dont kill yourself id miss you
and 3. Great write, very deep and personal
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wellll.....
first off i wood b mad if u died secondly..... there was a couple mistakes like u put satin not stain and insted of tell it shood b say but it was a good poem i liked the 1st line -
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I really don't care about the
mistakes. It's just how I feel atm.
I want to just kill myself -
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awwwww!
please dont..... PLEASE! im here if u wanna talk
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