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Holy Land
What it takes to commit suicide?
Why do you ask, do you wish to die?
Well all you need is the will to try,
A tall building, or a bottle of pills.
A blade would cut it, but until then, the pain kills.
A momentary thought of happiness won't do anything,
Suicide leaves you to feel nothing.
But isn't that what everyone suicider wants?
The cure to loneliness is in the response,
To the feeling and memory that still haunts,
And the sleeping pills in your hand.
DO you have the courage to see the holy land?
Why do you ask, do you wish to die?
Well all you need is the will to try,
A tall building, or a bottle of pills.
A blade would cut it, but until then, the pain kills.
A momentary thought of happiness won't do anything,
Suicide leaves you to feel nothing.
But isn't that what everyone suicider wants?
The cure to loneliness is in the response,
To the feeling and memory that still haunts,
And the sleeping pills in your hand.
DO you have the courage to see the holy land?
Published 19th Aug 2013
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20th Aug 2013 1:56pm
21st Aug 2013 10:20am
Thank you! As they say, Once in a blue moon. I'll write a good poem every once and awhile. I hope you stick around to read them :)
