Dark Depression
Suicidal Thoughts
11-18-08
William L. Moore
Let go of all the strife
Just snuff out my life
Make a strong fist
And Slit my Wrist
Make me cry
Hope to die
Call to get help
Only to Yelp
I can not stall
Just end it all
Would anyone care?
If only I dare
Would someone come by?
To check, to say goodbye
No one would crave
The stink that would Rave
This was written when the whole
world was falling down around me. When
life was not important any more.