Drowning his pain

He swallows down the bottle of whiskey,

the poisonous bottle of hell

his eyes start to twitch,

and his body starts to swell

somehow, he doesnt feel well

something is there that you can't tell

he gets up and tries to walk out the door

only falling to the floor

He rests against the sore

only screaming out for more..

he has compassion,

but only for his own destruction

his eyes show his for of ending

but his stubborn soul is never bending

why won't he try mending?

he is tired of trying is the answer he bears

he backs out of the bright lit room

and walks to the darkened room

where he grabs a knife

oh how it gleams in the sun

he says, "sorry all, this was fun.."

and instead ends his life with a gun

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