I walked through the local cemetery last night. <br />It was so quiet, everyone was sleeping. <br />All quiet everything at peace. <br />I felt so welcome, so at home <br />there among the deceased. <br /> <br />I began thinking, why do I continue on? <br />why must I inhale even one more breath? <br />when all I dream of is the means to an end. <br />That can only be brought about by death. <br /> <br /> <br />Was it time for the end? <br />Yes it was I had to go <br />This was the choice which I faced <br /> <br />After all, everyday is merely a continuation <br />of the one which passed us by. <br />There have ben times when I felt slightly hopeful <br />but there was never any hope when I most needed it. <br /> <br />And there is little I wish to recall <br />the years are wrought with sadness <br />I've lost my mind, a million times <br />but I always find it again within madness. <br /> <br />As my heart has drifted along <br />I knew it could not stay afloat <br />with each day that passed <br />I felt it sink deeper in misery's boat <br /> <br />So there, amongst the dead <br />I came to the conclusion <br />That it was time to bring <br />an end to my life's illusions <br /> <br />The blood flowed like a river <br />as I took a razor to my wrist <br />I would have made preparations, said good-byes <br />but, I doubt I'll be missed <br /> <br />It became so cold <br />as everything went black <br />for the first time, I felt peace <br />because I knew there was no going back <br /> <br />No hope. No dreams. No anything. <br />I had no further reason to try <br />I no longer wished to live <br />I do not regret the decision I made to die<br /><br />Amy Louise Kerswell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grave-yard-suicide/
