Empathy

[FixXxer]

Empathy---
Here i sit with a gun to my head,
Im wondering how long til i pull to be dead.
The wall colored in red
with the blood that I've shed.
I know that this would be the end.

Why do i continuesly look bad upon myself,
when i have good health,
and alot more wealth
then lots of people to the south.

I look so negative at my own life,
jus because I'm yet to find a wife.
Yelling this shit is keif,
when i slit with the knife.

Now i sit here and I stall,
wondering how far I will fall,
when the bullet penetrates the skull.

I'm a pussy for backin out now.
Today I vow,
I've taken my last bow,
now is the time to find out how.

My thoughts dont stop at all,
time to look at the wall,
and end it now. Once and for ----

 

[cherub]

I read this the writting is very exceptional but, the subject matter is alittle disturbing but I hope this is all just a matter of writting.

I know we all have our moments but I hope if you get to that point you reach out to someone.

pm me anytime if you need

 

[FixXxer]

lol... no worries. i named it empathy for a reason.
thanx for caring about me, really. but it was just the writing. i felt bad because i was reading threads in the dark side, and was empathetic for the people that seemed to feel the way i wrote.
again, great to see that you would care if those WERE my thoughts

 

[FixXxer]

this is actually my favorite poem, but no1 really read it much.. i jus wanna bump it back up, someone might get something from it

 

[neverwas]

well thanx for the bump

its good to see that people can write bout thigns that arent so glamorous

*hugs*