mootman1

Heart aching, stomach quaking, emotions flying off the radar. I sure am handling this great so far. Heavy teardrops roll down my cheek. Tired, desperate, and weak. I get ready for that icy plunge, the final cold embrace. Life is a ticking clock, and I've won the race. The worn rope touches my throat, I check the knot. It's old, faded pitted with rot. Praying that it holds, long enough for me to stay this bold. The chair is kicked falling beneath me, the rope goes taunt tied to this tree. As the air in me fades, and the light goes dark. I remember all the good times we've had at this park. Hiking and picnics happiness galore, not much l

Like an echo in my mind, no matter how loud a life i lead A million shattered thoughts, torturing me in my dreams Broken, Bleeding, Left in despair Crying deep inside, I know your not there If only it where possible for time to be rewritten If i gave it another shot could i be forgiven Haunted by the memories you left in my heart Wish i could begin again back over from the start Dying slowly inside these dreams i cannot stand All this pain caused by my own hand :Moot