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Sunday, May 15, 2011

Enough

I’ve had enough!
Enough of this crappy life
Bills to pay; I can’t keep up
Drowning in debt; not willing to sacrifice
There’s no point in living poor
I’d rather not live at all
I often wonder if that’s the solution
Just be done with it; no more stress
No job; nobody to care
I just don’t see the point
Death on my mind everyday
Clouding all other thoughts
I get the gun down; look at it in my hand
So simple...just one squeeze
That’s all it takes
The metal feels cool against my skin
A great wave of relief sweeps over me
I pull the trigger; I’m done

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