THE TEMPTATION OF SUICIDE
- Dark Poets Club
- Aug 11, 2020
- 1 min read
The violent river beckoned, there I stood,
My tear-filled eyes gazing into the flood.
It didn’t look far to fall,
No, not far at all.
Just let go, and sink straight in.
Release me from the pain within.
No more feeling, just dark water.
Mother, I'm sorry, I’ve murdered your daughter.