Poem -

Suicide Letter


After a sigh' -I put my hands in my Jean pockets,
A father to be is still broke, yet she needs my attention...
I stand firm staring at the mirror_
I just need to look at myself one last time.
Pain is written all over my face.

I'm lucky to hold my tears before they escape from my eyes..
From my pockets I take out a pen.
The paper lays naked on the bed..
My mind runs in fantasy- memories, good ones
She used to lay there just like the paper

But it's a wrong timing...
My world is ending..but I can't leave her without a letter.
I still love her nothing changed,
But I'm failing to love her the way she needs to be loved
So should it be a love letter or suicide letter?

It's a red ink on white paperĀ 
"I'm just a simple man in love with a Heavenly Queen
I love you and I promised to love you till I breath my last..
I love you more than I love myself,
I know you're pregnant and leaving you will hurt
But this will prove my true love to you.

Don't cry at my funeral,
You deserve more than what I've given you
When she's born and I'm gone
Tell her your daddy was a criminal,
When time came he took his life
He loved me, we wouldn't say he failed, but he gave less than what I deserved"

Pen down, rope on the neck and my toes hang in the air and everything feds to black

Ashlyn Brena

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