I no realize that i can no longer make it throught this world. <br />I have reached the end of the road, where cuts no longer seem real, love has dissappeared, <br />screaming no longer calms, and snapping a rubberband no longer soothes. <br />Death no longer scares, life is nothing to look forward to, and battle scars from fighting through <br />life, nothing soothes, or helps. My love has betrayed, my life has gone, and <br />my friends were never there. Either way on this empty broken road, suicide will always <br />be at the end. Death has not only become my best friend but my way of life, I just want one little second <br />when there is no misery, pain, death, and me.<br /><br />Sarah matthews<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicide-no-way-around-it/
