Suicide

Dark images cloud my thoughts
voices run through my head.
one question chanllenges me
should I jump? or save this soul that is inside me
colorful flowers turn a pale shade.
the sky which once a bright vibrant color, is now grayish
everything around is closing in on me.
I feel Satans breath breathing down my neck.
the hot air stings my whole body
I cant take it no more.
this is my time to jump
I count backwards to ten
as I draw in closer to the edge.
red all through the concrete pavement
I have just relenquish my soul into he darkness.
god have mercy on me..

As The Child Weeps

Aas the morning sun rises
there is a knock on the door.
baby waits, with tear drop dripping down her stone cold cheeks
the winter sharp air runs through the empty hallway
the knock grows louder, the door vibrates and the wall ornaments breaks.
as the door open the baby is swift away.
Dry saliva pasted on her face
dirt from two weeks ago
 stained on her pink pajama pants.
One look in the childs face leaving in the crisp morning led to trauma and days of unrest sleep.
the whole house stood still
the flowers in the kitchen table
seem at the moment as if they changed a pale color.
Everything at this moment seem unworthy and killed every soul in this dark house of evil
As the chld weeps heavily so does everybody else