suicide

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suicide

i wonder what it would be like to stand on the edge of a tall building
to look down, where the cars seem to be the size of ants
to completely let go
just jump off and disappear from this life

i'm standing on the edge of 50 story building
looking down at my end
i'm prepared to jump
just let go of life

i spread my arms out wide
like wings, reading to fly
but instead i'll be flying
but i will feel free as a bird

nothing can stop me
from jumping off this building
from committing suicide
from letting go of life

1, 2, 3...JUMP

i'm falling
faster and faster i go
i've never felt so free
i regret nothing

soon i will hit the ground
and feel nothing at all
no more sadness
no more anger

i will feel nothing
because very soon i'll be gone
forever
no turning back

nothing could save me from this

BAM

i'm gone

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Phission commented on suicide

01-23-2013

it was sad falling to the ground with you in this poem. well done when a poem can make you feel through words and you can even smell the city and the street and wind rushing and brushing harshly against your face. well done.

emilyAKAninja

01/23/2013

thanks (:

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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