Anger=Suicide

All my anger has built up over the years........ and it’s finally coming out because I can't take it anymore........

I have so much anger inside of my weaken body...
The anger needs to find an exit before I go crazy...

Before I cut so deep...
That I bleed to death...

Before I put a gun to my head...
And pull the trigger…

I need to fix the things that make me anger...
Or get rid of them all together...
Or make it really simple and get rid of myself...

If people would listen to me...
And not just walk by...

If my parent treated me as if they wanted me...
And just not a piece of luggage they have to carry around...

If I had a friend that gave a damn about me...
And cared to see me the next day...

Well there's only one thing to do...
Take myself outta this lonely black world...

Nobody will care till it’s to late...

By Jessica Zoo
Published: 2/23/2008

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