Suicidal

truth in her lies.dazed in ur eyes.
massive high.leads to suicide.
no salty tears to cry.when it's my tyme.
ill ride.against da tie.
without one sigh.either hello or goodbye.
imprisoned minds.we're meant ta collide.
rewined the tyme.in vein take ya name in pride.
no skeletons ta hide.feelin purified.

by Mookie Zapata

Comments (1)

beautiful poem, i like it thanks for sharing 10