Suicide Poem by timothy rauscher
Suicide
i sit here thinking about suicide
everyday i try to talk to my friends
about it i try to make it go away
but it haunts my mind like a ghost
haunts a house my friends try to get
my mind off of it works but then it
comes right back like pain i sit here
with a razor in my hand im thinking
about if i should do it my friend wat
do you say to me about me killing
myself uh wat do you say?
i say you dont do it, because then i wouldnt get to know what kind of friend you are
you have different tastes of writing poems, you can write sad poems as well, i like it
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4/26/2024 3:05:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very troubling and emotional piece. I'm concerned about the content, but great work comes from deep inside. Keep writing and expressing those feelings in a constructive manner. You're on the right track towards lifting all of this turmoil to a higher level of understanding, and a higher level of writing. Good work! Linda