Death Is For The Living Poem by Rex rex

Death Is For The Living



I would cut myself
deep into the arteries and
see blood pour out
like water
but I wouldn't die

I would put rope
around my neck
until my airpipe contracted
But I wouldn't die

I tried drowning
I tried choking
But death wouldn't come to take me
Maybe Maybe because I was already dead
And
Death is for the living.

Sunday, May 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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