Deaths Smile

Suicide - a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Some people are happier dead then depressed...
I put the blade to my wrist
I hate life, I can't resist
I laugh when I feel the pain
Why live, I have nothing to gain
Thick red blood pouring out
Death is coming without a doubt
I smile as I come to my end
Death is my only friend
Why would I cry?
I am about to die
I finally get to leave this horrible place
And never again do I have to see your face
Life is short, death is forever
Ha I’m so smart, so clever
I finally can go away
I never have to see another day
So don't cry for me
Don't you see
For the first time in my life, I will be happy

By briana vargo
Published: 4/27/2006
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