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Suicide note (I)
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Goodbye and good day I'm sick, I really need your help
I have cancerous emotions
No? Then fuck you, I'm fine
I don't need you anymore
I was dying, I needed you more then ever
But you know what? It's fine
because now I'm dead
All I wanted was for you to comfort my poisoned head
But you were too little, too late
You are a terrible person
now you've sealed my fate
I loved you, but you never shared the feeling
you were the druglord of indifference, that's what you dealt
But now i'm not good enough for you, not good enough for anyone
So why don't I just do everyone a favor
and take myself out of this game?
The noose was ready, I said my goodbyes
as I put my neck in there, I started to cry
You thought you would apologize
You were coming with chocolate and flowers
Too little, to late
As you walked in,you were met with a surprise
and a note saying "If this comes as a shock to you,
I made the right choice. Next time, learn to appreciate the one
who has always been there for you, who has always been on your side.
who has loved you unconditionally until you caused her to die."
At this, you shrugged, and left the mess for someone else to clean up
and I instantly regretted me wasting my life on someone like you
fucking cool concept and
fucking cool concept and great piece.
A Dead Perspective
This poem is written by a dead person. Okay. But killing oneself only hurts the ones you leave behind who truly love you. A dead person wrote a poem? Hmmmm ~~~A~~~
That is what it's supposed to
That is what it's supposed to be, A girl loves another person who doesn't love her back. She can't think about anything else, so she commits suicide.
Right after she does so, she realized that they were never worth it, and her death ment nothing to the other person.
The moral of the poem is that you shouldn't waste your time with one who doesn't even acknowledge your existance, and the important people are the ones that do...
The poem isn't really about me, it's more for a friend...
~Love, Poisonous