As the petals fall one by one I can only see the peaces of my life will be now. Yet all I could is sit there frozzen in time. All I could do was sit there while the world would move on with no sence of knowing I was there. For every moment my eyes close there is a flash and the petal falling with peace of my life on each petal that falls. As each petal falls I try to find out what this all would mean. What is all of it supposed to mean? What do I lose and yet what do I gain from these petals falling. I fell like when each petal falls each petal is a different color. For each color petal theres a different part of my life on each one. So when time stops for me and I close my eyes for every petal that fall all around me. Maybe on day I will know what this all means or maybe it will now become clear to me. All i can do now is hope that I will find out what this and every thing mean. Until then the petals still fall and I lose more of myself with each petal that falls.
This is it
the day i die.
i hope it doesnt hurt
will mom hear me cry?
Im tired of being teased
hearing poeple laughing at me.
so i think Hell
is the place i should be.
They say hell is where you go
when you commit suicide.
no one asked me to
its just what ive dicided.
Its the end of my life
its time for me to go.
I hope my mom understands
that i love her so.
But how should i do it
with a knife, or pills?
should i cut my wrist
and let the blood spill?
Will they know how i feel
and why i have to do this?
do they know i hate my life
do they know that im pissed?
So this is the end
it time for me to be at rest.
im counting the minutes
until my last breath.
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