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Aug 2018
I'm  dead I have been since birth.

    I breathe, I see and I speak.

    It's the inside is what I mean.
    I feel nothing, but hurt,sorrow and
    pain.

   To laugh ,giggle and be joyfully is like
  taking candy from a baby. It's hard.

   I've  tried suicide but I couldn't do it.

  But I now have a better solution. One
  I can follow through with.

To drive my truck off a cliff under the
influence and me in it of course.
  
   To those who say they love me and care.

Don't you dare shed a tear. No funeral no service let them burn my body and throw away the ashes.
  
If I didn't have a place I really liked when I was alive I sure don't have one when I'm dead.
    
So when you get a text from me that reads the word Goodbye.... You can best believe I have already died.

The text would  be a schedule one to be sent out at a chosen time.
Charlene
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Charlene  F/Los Angeles
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