My Final Goodbye

It is now I know my fate
becuase come tomorrow
It'll be way too late by a far.
I'm sinking in my sorrows.
And tommorrow I shall be dead.

With my bleeding wrists,
There I lay on the floor.
For I'm choosing not to live
Mysad and pathetic life anymore

This is my suicide,
My one final goodbye
You won't have any clue
How I'm about to die

I'm, beaten and broken,
I can't livel ike this anymore
My mindand pain it has spoken
as I slowly die on the floor

My heartwas broken,
My feelings hurt,
My childhood stolen.
Pain induced on to me
So you push me in the dirt.

Nothing is left in this world for me
If only people could see
My sad and lonely life.
That will soon be existence free

This is my suicide,
My one final goodbye
And you won't have any clue
How I'm about to die.

But do not bother yourself with,
The ifs and buts.
And dont bother yourself,
With the questions why.
Wondering why will not bring me back.
I am dead and I have gone.

by Amy Louise Kerswell

Comments (2)

I think a lot of people can relate to these words, have felt this pain. I know I have. Keep writing chick!
A very strong poem...........