Oct 12, 2005 18:47
I sit in the park where I dwell,
For this boy I love so well.
He took my heart away from me,
Now he wants to set me free.
I see a girl on his lap,
He says things to her he never said to me.
I came home to cry on my bed,
Not a word to mother was said.
Father came home late that night,
He looked at me from left to right.
He saw me hanging from a rope,
He looked at me with no hope.
He took his knife to cut me down,
And on my dress a note was found...
DIG MY GRAVE ~DIG IT DEEP
DIG MY GRAVE ~ FROM HEAD TO FEET
AND ON THE TOP PLACE A DOVE
AND REMEMBER THIS...
I DIED FOR LOVE
Written by Unknown
I found this poem online and i couldn't help but post it... it's the saddist thing i've ever read next to a real suiside note. To thoughs of you who know this pain, i feel your pain...