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Last moments of suicide (from persons view)

Born broken and  unwanted.
Hated abused and  betrayed.
Nothing makes sense, the life we've been through.
God I wish you were beside me.
Right here next to me.
Such pain, intense suffering.
No escape, no relief.
Stop the pain, releave the torment.
The final decision..stop the pain....End it all
To many choices, to many ways, not enough time.
Pop a pill, pull the trigger, hang at mast.
Must make a decision this day.
Hopeless, empty and afraid.
Spin the wheel, deside your prize.
Pick this day how I will die.
First the pain, then the relief.
Final decision, the clock is ticking.
One last breath to say your goodbye's.
Then the feeling of feeling nothing, everything goes black.
There's no going back.
The last thing the do it's to walk the tunnel wherever it leads.
Hopefully your final resting place it's better than once was.
For your hopefully at peace for once.
With not with the living but with the once was.

 

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Pratibha Savani

Wow exceptional writing and very moving on these topics of depression and suicide. Hope it wasnt you or you in that place anymore. 
It's been captured well with the thoughts and emotions conveyed. I can relate. Well versed. Now you need a happy positive poem as a contrast to this ? xxx

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