This feeling of regret It's tearing my heart apart Killing me slowly from the inside out As the days pass me by The more I dig my own grave Making me see what my real purpose is And why I need to just be gone This path of self-hatred and everlasting pain that I always cause is of my own creation What cause me to make this path? My loneliness, bitterness, my lies, and my actions These are the things that made me keeping seeking a journey to the end of this path Searching and searching for answers that can change my outcome before I reach the end of this lonely and depressing walk to where life will one day end Although it seems that no one cares what happens to me now? Not then, so why now? The way I see things is that with me out the way I'll never be able to hurt, betray, or lie again Those whom I wronged won't be miserable and disappointed in me Now that I'm almost to the end of this journey I haven't found my answers that I seek so much I'm praying that I'll get what I'm seeking before I make the decision to call it quits
I wrote this poem awhile go because at the time I was ing through allot and was on the path of suicide. One woman helped me get my life together and make me believe in myself again. I will always be grateful of you.