I read so much of this inside <br />now all you hear is suicide. <br /> <br />Whats it get you and where do you really go <br />can't answer that, because you don't know. <br /> <br />I hear talk of cutting my wrist, to ease the pain <br />something I'm trying to get out of, how do you explain. <br /> <br />They say that there's an easier way out <br />just by killing yourself, now that I doubt. <br /> <br />I know there will be some, that think I'm a little lame <br />because if they don't think nothing of life, then that's a shame. <br /> <br />Because I been where you think you want to go <br />before you leave, there's something you should know. <br /> <br />I saw the light, up close myself <br />learned then, there's to much life left. <br /> <br />It wasn't my time, for judgment day <br />guess that why, I'm talking to you today. <br /> <br />So think about it, before you use that blade <br />there are people out, that really think you got it made. <br /> <br />Cutting yourself doesn't really, ease no pain <br />all it's doing is literal, driving you insane. <br /> <br />That's my insight on the suicide <br />can listen to the words or let it ride. <br /> <br />Use your brains <br />not your veins.<br /><br />Tracy Rollings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicide-my-thoughts/
