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My end....... (one of my older poems during my dark days)


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i shouted on the outside
telling me to stop
but i continued on cutting
because on the inside i did not

i braced and stopped still
i looked upon my wrist
all i could see was my blood
with my anger i tensed my fist

why had i continued
i screamed out loud and clear
i smashed through the window
never shedding a single tear

well this is it i thought
i best say my goodbye
i looked upon my crimson wrist
letting out one small sigh

goodbye all my friends
i love you one and all
don’t dwell upon my bloody end
or my lonely rise and fall

but upon the good of life
and the friendships that we had
please i promise you i’m in heaven
so smile and never be sad