A Girl Called Suicide

a poem by Karan

A life I hold on to, a stump it may seem
I try all I can to reach out to where it’s green
Guess my feelings are weaker, your’s more strong
You’d probably never return to the arms where you belong

A selfish choice but so common to the specie
Nothing expressed by the other, your feelings run free
This fate I share with others, they feel the same
Guess it’s all just part of the game

Power on all I wanted, a strength just paralysed
A force that held me back, still is, but retreated when I realised
I would live with it forever, or mingle into others disguised
But could it be lost, what caused a smile, discovered all that`s lost, I cried

They weren’t very expensive not to rid me off this sorrow
At dawn I’d be lifeless and all that was, now hollow
Silent they lie beside me I force them down my throat
It’s getting dark in here, death wraps me in his coat.