How Should I Die Poem by Dimond Cross
How Should I Die
my tears run down, my blood runs down my side. What way should die this time? Pills? Gun shot? Cutting my wrists?
I hear your voice but i know your not there.
Everything is so bright now, but why.
Drowning? Jumping? hanging?
I know what will work best, rereading all of our texts. Looking at me killing you so it would kill me.
There are so many ups and downs in our lives. As you grow older and look back at the hurdles you have climbed it is rewarding seeing the challenges you survived. Thank you and keep writing.
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5/2/2024 10:43:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A refined poetic imagination, Dimond. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.