He starts running home...
i trusted her with all my heart...
everything like sand... slipping through my fingers, no stop...
he lays in bed, crying in his pillow
i deserve this
nothing else...
why...
He finds a gun...
thinks really intensly...
what did i do wrong...
puts it to his head
its all my fault...
im really going to miss her...
He starts to shake...
all i needed was you... you arent here...
I hope to end up in a better place... but that means i trust someone...
wants to pull the trigger really bad...
it seems right...
no... it is right... to end the pain forever...
life is on a single string...
what do you want the result to be... its all up to you
moves his finger closer...
i want you to be happy
finger touches the trigger "it all spirals downward from here"
i didnt want to do this...
It wont hurt anymore
i needed a hug... now i cant even see straight anymore
Comments
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stevy, u know all your poems are good
i like this poem
but i dont want you thinking of suicide
not now not ever!
~yen

