Welcome

Welcome to my suicide

To the place where I died

Put a hole through my head

A bullet is not why I am dead

Life was a nightmare in a dream

Nothing was what it seemed

Pressure falling on me like a ton

Took all of it until I was done

I tried to find myself a cure

There was only one way I was sure

Now I lay in this grave, dead

Thoughts of me in no one's head

About This Poem

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About the Author

Region, Country: Southwest United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe

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hello Depressed1,

where have you been? It sure is good to see and read you again! Your poem starts you off with a bang! I know, a bad pun, but then I just had to take the shot, LOL!

*hugs, Cat

Thanks

Thanks Cat. Just been busy trying too get along.

It was a sad suicide, to

It was a sad suicide, to sucume, because of being overwhelmed by the gift of life

Thanks

Thanks T