Dying My way
By RaZoRbLaDe RaGdoLL
Death my way would be slow
No one would need to know.
The deep
red blood would slowly flow
As I lay there watching my soul let go.
No need to stress, I'll leave no mess
Just drain the tub, that's
where I'll leave my blood.
I like the pain, this is my kind of day.
I just wanted to be happy...
Hate that the world had to do
it without me.
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Copyright 2010 RaZoRbLaDe RaGdoLL
Published on Thursday, February 4, 2010.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Dying My way"
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A former member wrote:
The mess you leave may not always be visible
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A former member wrote:
Pretty good short poem.
Straight to the point.
Life is hard, and happiness is even harder to achieve.