I think About suicide, A lot. I think about Pulling the trigger, When the gun Is at my temple. That is how I think, When I think of My fist love. I think Of the many ways To kill myself, Whenever I think. I think about termination, A lot. I think about A gun, In my mouth When I contemplate, The way it Could have been, With my last Girlfriend. I think about Pulling the trigger, Of that gun. That is how I think, Whenever I think. I think about All the different ways To kill myself, Whenever I think. If I think About anything, Anything at all, I end up Thinking about, Suicide. If I think about My friends Or my family, The things I want to do Or the things I've done, I think about, Suicide. I think about Killing myself, A lot. I think about My hand Holding a knife. Whenever I hear My parents Fighting about me, I think about my hand, Moving that blade Across my wrists, Whenever I think. I think about All the different ways To kill myself, Whenever I think. If I think About anything, Anything at all, I end up Thinking about, Suicide. If I think about My friends Or my family, The things I want to do Or the things I've done, I think about, Suicide. I guess You could say, I've got, Suicidal Tendencies.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem in May '95.
I wrote it because my fiance had just broken up with me.
I was in one of the lowest pit in my life and didn't know
how to express myself except in writting.
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