Suicide
This is just a little free verse poem about suicide, it has a story behind it, see if you can figure it out. Oh, little hint : Key = Knife/Gun/Suicide instrument.
What’s the point in going on?
What’s the point of tomorrow?
Of facing the pain I feel every second,
Except when I hold the key to being with you again,
When I hold it, everything fades,
I think of you,
Only you,.
It’s only ever been you,
And it’ll only ever be you,
There’s no point of going on without you,
Yet I do,
But today is the end,
Say goodbye,
It’s time I join you.
What’s the point of tomorrow?
Of facing the pain I feel every second,
Except when I hold the key to being with you again,
When I hold it, everything fades,
I think of you,
Only you,.
It’s only ever been you,
And it’ll only ever be you,
There’s no point of going on without you,
Yet I do,
But today is the end,
Say goodbye,
It’s time I join you.
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