Suicide Note

Like a rose from the dead
Thoughts rush through my head'

Im as free as a doe
But held back by my ravenous woe

Its the thing that keeps me awake
I'll die tonight for the worlds sake

My heart filled with hate
For me, my death shall not wait.

The pen, the paper the last thing i write will be the note.

As sharp metal cuts across my skin
Just one last reminder of your sin against me
The pain as miniscuel as the prod of a pin

The gun, my plan, the murderous pain

A single shot to the head
Bang, Im dead

If you found this note im sorry your too late
Im sure now I feel bad you stood me up on that date
Im know you feel horrid to know its your fault
Word hurt more than a cut sprinkled with salt.