Take me home
God take me home.
What is the point of my exitence?
All life has ever thrown at me is pain.
Please take me out of this world.
My life has to end.
As suicide I shall commit.
As pills slide down my throat.
And the razor slices my skin.
All I pray is its the end.
Please take me.
Take my life.
I beg of you.
Let me die.
Dont put me through any more pain.
God let me die.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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