Posted by Sourceror on December 14, 2001, at 12:09:57
Here is a little something a wrote again while wallowing in self pitty and upset.
You have your hands on me o death
I look into your eyes and I’m no longer afraid
What are you waiting for?
When will you deal the final blow?
I can’t help but feel you have something better to offer me
Please take me away to that better place
Save me from this hell I’m living
I want to let you in
I wish not to push you away
But to bring you closer
Save me the pains of day-to-day living
I want to perish
My life sucks now so how much worse could death be?
Do you want me? Will you take me?
I come to you with open arm
Please embrace me like one of your children.
Not one day goes by anymore that I don’t want to die
Can’t they see I'm hurting?
Why can't anyone seem to help?
This is why I call out to you o death
To rescue me in a time when no one else will listen
A time that lacks answers
Latch on to me o death and take me to a new beginning
poster:Sourceror
thread:15547
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/social/20011207/msgs/15547.html