This life you give to me. <br />Oh why must it be. <br />It rots in the sun, <br />And wont stop till its done. <br />I am a wilted flower. <br />I have lost all of my power. <br />I use to think my life would mend. <br /> <br />In my life. <br />I start turning towards the knife <br />I have bad days, then worse days. <br />Friends and family are just becoming a haze. <br />I look to the left, and I look to the right, <br />I truly try with all my might. <br />However now I know my life must simply end.<br /><br />Dillon Crawford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-life-332/
