As he dies
Its what I want he cries and says
As he opens up the pills
They don’t love me he cries and he eats the bottle of pills
He writes the note that says you don’t love me and starts to feel the low
It’s not my fault he says as he starts to fall
He cries to thing they don’t love him
Surly they will get here in time
As he starts to fry
It’s there fault he thinks as he goes to sleep
They should be here by now
He is floating now he can’t find the ground
As he dies we wonder why
What did we do that we disserve this
Was his life a waste of time?
Why oh why don’t I understand
We love him so
He thinks I wish I had known
The pain I would have caused
JR (I am a suicide survivor) of many attempts reach out we can help if you try
Jrhunt1964@msn.com
If you can’t ask we can’t help
The graveyards are full of winners
Don’t let death win and take your life
Reason for writing:
The death of a friend and many the many times I tried to take my life before I got some help to deal with my demons
JR
Birth sign: Cancer
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