Death's Song
by
Anne W.
(Age: 16)
copyright 09-05-2004
Age Rating: 10 to 127
Their grave words cut through my skin like a knife.
How could they say such cruel, hurtful things?
These are the words that will take my life,
A glimmering gun to my head I shall bring.
I will leave this harsh world unnoticed,
By those who feed on my constant pain.
My thoughts are far too cloaked to be focused
Congratulations, you mockers will reign.
Your torment has followed me for too long
I can’t hold on to my life anymore.
So I will sing this sad good-bye song.
One pull before my limp body hits the floor.
Good-bye cruel world, it hasn’t been quite fun.
But now I can die and my blood shall run.
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T.T so sad... that's life... ... ... when you really think about it, for those of us who have only survived in this cruel world, and never really lived- death is the begining of life. The begining we never truly were able to see. The darkness has it's secrects, yet so does the light. As if the world is one person and you are the other, and one man's tresure is another's trash... in this corner of the world, there is no trash -just tresure- or at least... that's what ~they~ call it.