free fallin
By lostprophet
I stand here alone staring death in the face, ready to make my final leap of faith, I cried all I could over what I had, Maybe it's driven me slightly mad, As I step of the edge into thin air, Feeling the rushing breeze in my hair, The thought of my death only bringing relief, and the image of ever lasting relief. My dad laughed and smiled, as he dies from inside, hiding pain and heartache, leaving me in denial, My mother forgot who her own daughter was, Searching her mind for the name that she lost, This moment affected me in so many ways, Putting a number on the rest of my days. I'm falling now, not long to go, Free from this life, from this hell that I know, I'm endin this life full of regret, wishin I was somewhere else instead, Too late now as it all goes black, No point now in lookin back, through all this I feel no pain, now my blood has drained from every vein. Why didn't I think before it was to late, This could never have been my fate, People have it worse than me, I guess I was too blind to see, I could have got over the hurt in my past, I let depresion take over too fast, I lost control and lost my life, I made my choice...be it wrong or right. Ok I know its not that good but it's a personal poem about things in my life...obviously thats not includin the comming suicide!!! Written February 20th, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 09:01 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I stand here alone staring death in the face,..."