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Ode To A Suicide Failed


A Poem by Harry Mora

 

I wake at night in sweat and fear

Remembering all those times

Times when I'd wished Death would take me

 

All those nights

I cried to her, asking her to take me

She would never listen

Like every woman I'd ever loved

She just left me, alone and cold

 

I wasn't good enough for Death

I wasn't good enough for anyone

I don't know if my friends understood me

I don't know if they just pitied me

The great failure that was my life

 

Sometimes I still call to her

At times my blood wants to be cold

My heart wants to stop feeling

My mind wants to stop thinking

 

I just want to sleep


© 2008 Harry Mora



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