Commit To Suicide
I'm in my room,
In darkness and cold,
I am thinking of committing suicide.
I'm always alone,
And never having any fun,
I'm thinking of committing suicide.
I run away from home,
I'm no where to be found,
I'm thinking of committing suicide.
I have a knife in my hand,
And this note in the other,
I'm thinking of committing suicide.
Now that I am alone,
With this knife to my chest,
I'm about to commit suicide.
I say my last word,
' This was my fat and goodbye, '
I'm about to commit suicide.
I take my last breath,
And now I am dead,
I have just commit to suicide.
poem by Sam S.Slait
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