Here I Lay
I cant do this anymore,
Death is knocking upon my door.
I cut deeper and deeper,
I see the eyes of the real Grim Reaper.
I wield my blade like a weapon in defense,
The pain I start to feel is immense.
Help me please, don;t let me live,
Set me free and let me win.
They say suicide is selfish,
But in death I will relish!
Please don't save me now,
For I dont know how.
I will take my life away,
And here I will forever lay.
Nothing can stop me,
I'm gone now, for eternity.
This poem is about:
Me