Suicide

A poem I wrote about suicide.....hope you understand why I wrote it after you read it.

He took the gun,

Held it up to his head,

He started thinking of all the good times he had,

He didn't really have any because he was neglected,

He didn't really have friends,

No one would care that he was gone,

He pulled the trigger,

And then he was gone,

His body lay lifeless,

Then someone finds him,

With the gun in his unmoving hand,

The person that found him,

Had a big crush on him,

And now he was gone.

Reviews

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Powerful and love the ending:)