Finally Free

Poem at Suicide.

A smile on my face

As fake as fake can be

I've lost all my freedom

It's as plain as plain can be

Your words have killed me

I can't see any reason at all

Why I should have to stay

In this prison of a world

Held down

Beaten for being myself

If I should hate anyone

It would have to be myself

From all I've ever know and all I'll ever be

There's no way in way in hell I'll ever be free

You have restrained me with these chains

Emerged in darkness

Practically insane

I see no other way out

It has to be

With honesty

Laughter in my eyes as fake as fake can be

I've lost all my freedom

It's as plain as plain can be

A gun in hand

I cast my eyes forward to the distant dreamy land

All full of milk and honey is where I'm going to be

For once in my life I am finally going to be free

The End

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