Suicide - by Erik Smith

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i'm pushing her away
and i tried
not to
what was a boy to do
i only wanted you
and i hate myself

third time was a chamrm?
well she was
and the fourth gets better
and is getting destroyed

i see the signs
i feel the pain
i am the bastard
i must refrain

i don't want to ask god
because he will end us
i can't do this right
i actually give a fuck

seeming secrecy
fronts coming up front
humoring
and tumoring
it is all growing

I HAVE TO STOP THIS
BEFORE I DESTROY US

she'll start the shit
seeming like the right thing
doing alot for me
when she doesn't want to
waht the fuck do i do
pushing her away
i realize
when i look into her eyes
so beautiful
so smart
so caring
i'm only scaring
the both of us
destruction plus

i burst out of the door
becoming a disgusting whore
into the world
into a ditch
another dead bitch

i wanna slit my wrists
want the end of it
pull the trigger
make holes bigger
the one in my soul
keeping me cold
fuck it all

 

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