Suicide With No Sound
Where are you.
When I'm down.
When I'm ready to drown.
Suicide with no sound.
A pound in the chest.
A lump in the throat.
the hands twitch.
Life is a cinch.
What would be missed.
Just more emptiness.
Where are you?
When I'm down.
When I'm ready to drown.
Suicide with no sound.
I found my head.
Its a mess.
Somethings are so hard to digest.
Swallowing it all.
Theirs another phone call.
No one answers.
They're already long gone.
Death devastates.
Give him some air for hes on the brink of despair.
Where are you?
When I'm down.
When I'm ready to drown.
Suicide with no sound.
The headache is raging.
The hearts racing.
The mind is pacing.
Going back and forth. should I do it.
What would happen to all those I love.
Would I be denied the heaven above.
A push then shove. So close.
Life altering to most.
Where are you?
When I'm down, when I'm ready to drown.
Suicide with no sound.
Anger drys the tears.
All the pain disappears.
The body goes numb.
And all the fears are done.
The battle is over before it can be won.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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