By aryan
Date: 8 August 1999

my last good bye

as i slit my rists,
i still remember the frist time we kissed.
as i sit here in pain,
i watched my dreames go down the drain.

i tryed to love life, 
but i had no choice, 
i took a knife.

harmful it is,
but the best it was.

as i sit here writing,
my mind and heart are fighting,
as my hands are desideing.
so i desided this,
that i would end my life 
with one last kiss.
a millon things are runing throught my head,
but im happy on what i sad.
i deserve to die sorry this is my last.
                 GOOD BYE






aug.8, 99
my last poem forever.