Maybe... Poem by Tania Hernandez S.

So many things go through my mind each day
like: running away on a Friday night
or simply just erasing the past
maybe then I won't have to live like this every minute that goes by
Sometimes I think 'bout giving an end to my life
maybe that way I won't have to be living in fear
I wish I didn't write this down
but it's a poem and thats all I feel like doing right now.
Maybe...just maybe the next poem I write
will be of love or maybe 'bout suicide...