A/n: This is another poem I wrote. Read and review please. Well, nothing left to say but enjoy!
Life Or Death
All this talk I can't comprehend,
I have a feeling that this is the end.
When my love left,
I had to choose: Life or Death?
I don't know what to live for anymore.
Most things in this world is such a bore…
I'm thinking of everyone I met
And all I know is if I die, I'll regret.
I gave life a try
And a month of that is when I sighed:
"This isn't working well,
Believe me, I can tell."
So I took a knife from the drawer
And slit my throat as I became lore…