a new sad and depressing poem by me
The Suicide Note by
Amanda Spadaro
My paper heart has torn
And im the only one to scorn
And I have finally caught on to the truth
Im not meant to be happy, my stupidity was so uncouth
Now as Im writing this note, all your lies
Are unraveled , and now all the ties
Have been severed. Do you feel good when you use,
And how im feeling so abused.
This is the last tear stained note
That will be wrote.
I just kept making things harder for myself
For me there is no happiness or wealth
I used to be scared to die
Im not scared anymore, one last cry
Maybe its right if I take my life
Maybe its wrong but enough with this strife
My cries are lost whispers in this day
My screams are silent…..and will end in this way
I go to the room, to were my lies my gun
Im ready to leave behind the shining sun
Now my finger is on the trigger
Soon ill be in the morgue, just one more figure
I wish I didn’t catch on so late
I wish I had learned to hate
The bullet will go through my heart, so all can see
The door has closed and all I need was someone to care for me
Its time to meet my fate
I have always been second rate
I wish it didn’t have to end this way
But youll never understand or see, so goodbye
(she pulls the gun from her table,
she thinks is she able,
put it to her heart
ready to depart
pulls the trigger
time to be just another figure
her body crumples on the floor
and she is now no more)
Amanda Spadaro
My paper heart has torn
And im the only one to scorn
And I have finally caught on to the truth
Im not meant to be happy, my stupidity was so uncouth
Now as Im writing this note, all your lies
Are unraveled , and now all the ties
Have been severed. Do you feel good when you use,
And how im feeling so abused.
This is the last tear stained note
That will be wrote.
I just kept making things harder for myself
For me there is no happiness or wealth
I used to be scared to die
Im not scared anymore, one last cry
Maybe its right if I take my life
Maybe its wrong but enough with this strife
My cries are lost whispers in this day
My screams are silent…..and will end in this way
I go to the room, to were my lies my gun
Im ready to leave behind the shining sun
Now my finger is on the trigger
Soon ill be in the morgue, just one more figure
I wish I didn’t catch on so late
I wish I had learned to hate
The bullet will go through my heart, so all can see
The door has closed and all I need was someone to care for me
Its time to meet my fate
I have always been second rate
I wish it didn’t have to end this way
But youll never understand or see, so goodbye
(she pulls the gun from her table,
she thinks is she able,
put it to her heart
ready to depart
pulls the trigger
time to be just another figure
her body crumples on the floor
and she is now no more)