A/N: Okay, I wrote this, like, a really long time ago...so I decided to put it up because I thought it was worth doing. I used to do a lot of stuff like this, but personally I never thought I was very good at writing poetry TT_TT
This one is about my second thoughts from suicidal attempt. It sucked...and I'm starting to think I chickened out on that...but I digress. I suppose I'm comfortable enough sharing this now...but it's not very good, bleh XD god I'm a downer...
P.S. I used "..." To separate parts that need separated :) lol
Sitting in a small corner...alone,
no one's in my head...no one's home,
The metal touches my temple, glowing with happiness,
While I sit here, sulking with sorrow,
I pull the trigger, with thoughts of my love,
Flying away, like a dove.
...
I find myself in darkness,
I'm finally dead,
I don't think I'm coming back,
I think I shot my soul from my head,
I remember my promise, but then soon forget,
Because at the end of the tunnel, I'll get hit,
I'll go to hell and stay in hell,
May peace rest in thy dead.
I hope the nightmares aren't worse down there,
I hope I don't writhe in the bed...
...
I wake up shaken,
Not knowing what happened.
I look at my surroundings,
And see that I'm bounded.
This room, this house,
I can't leave it all,
But more importantly,
It'll be my family's downfall,
I'll pull the trigger later,
Right now life is good.
...
This'll be my secret,
Mine and mine alone,
So that nobody may find out,
No one may take my black throne,
I'll have to be quite,
Keep it under my hood,
For if I don't,
Nothing will be good.