Coward

[SuicideRoom]

Is the pain, the agony, not enough?

There is nothing else, it doesn't add up.

My heart ached for years,

and I shed all your tears.

Yet is there something more that you need?

Do you want my poor, trembling body to bleed?

Is there anything here now,

that could have enough power?

I cannot die anymore now, I am dead.

Isn't this enough to soothe your aching head?

Can you not see,

what you have done to me?

Is there nothing else that could bring you a smile,

than torturing a broken and helpless child?

Will there ever be a day,

that you will turn away?

Will you ever see what your own hands have done,

will you ever want your atonement to come?

There cannot be anything else,

there is nothing left to be felt.

Can i not go to be free with the air,

or at least die where i am wanted there?

What more do you see,

that you can take from me?

[.Dark.]

Awweh makes me so sad babe.

[Guest]

This is the mental image that just formed in my mind.

 

Is this accurate?

 

[SuicideRoom]

This is the mental image that just formed in my mind.

 

Is this accurate?

 

 

Uh no. Try the gun pointing at the person the poem is about. I'm not suicidal

[SuicideRoom]

Awweh makes me so sad babe.

 

Sorry to sadden you :/ that's just how life is I guess, lot of sick people that want to hurt.

[.Dark.]

Sorry to sadden you :/ that's just how life is I guess, lot of sick people that want to hurt.

 

*hugs tight* I love yah hon. Talk to me whenever your sad please okay?

[SuicideRoom]

*hugs tight* I love yah hon. Talk to me whenever your sad please okay?

 

Okay thanks that means a lot glad there's a few people left in the world with a soul and that care.

[.Dark.]

Of course I do!