Suicide

I see myself planning my own death,
For all the reasons not known,
Why do I plan to end it all?
Simple, I plan to live no more,
In flesh I am pained,
I am getting weaker every second,
Not a moment goes by that I don't feel this pain,
Hurt is the least of my fears,
No beacon of light appears,
Scream of help from my mouth you shall not hear,
I embrace death as I have embraced darkness,
Planning is done,
Now the real show will began,
Many have taken this road,
Who am I fooling,
This will not set me free,
Only bind me by the guilt of watching others weep over me.

(11900018)   Copyright ©08/01/2005 Ronil Tataria