Cold breeze on my hot cheeks
Soothing my burning soul
Cold air on my bloody arms
Stinging me so tenderly
Bringing the hurtful relief
Cool rain on my fingertips
Dampening my hopeful spirit
Freezing rain on my face
Combining with my salty tears
Cold drops on my body
Sizzling on my seething mass
Cool wind on my heart
Freezing my love for you
Making me harder than I was before
Coldness enveloping me - my deceased body
I am finally frozen
I am finally dead.
Depression smirks fondly. . .
Its’ work is now done.
Suicide has conquered.
And Death my only friend.
June 2, 1997
Reason for writing:
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