All the pain I feel inside,
Is way too much for me to hide.
I wish I had someone in which I can confide,
But since I don't I'll just commit suicide.

No one in the family would miss me,
And if they did it would be,
One of the few miracles,
I didn't get to see.

Everyone thinks my thoughts are heavenly,
But that is something that they're not.
For in my head there is a place,
Where you'd get burned right on the spot.

My suicide won't be a shame,
For I'll no longer feel such pain.
I hope they won't shed a tear,
For someone who didn't want to be here!

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i loved your poem it was great and i personally no how it feels to have 2 much pain to hide after a while of trying to hide it it sometimes over flows -broomhead-