Warning: This one is about depression and suicidal thoughts. If you can't handle it, go elsewhere.
When All is Still
By Dawn
Here I sit, and with every passing breath
I wonder, and I think of death
I wonder if it's worth it to live
But suicide, He will not forgive
There must be another way
For, in this world I cannot stay
I've been pushed beyond my limit
I can't take it, I must admit
And since death has it's appeal
And purgatory is real
Should I forget about living
And not being forgiven
So I can leave this world of futility
And enter one of tranquility
I know someday I will
Or maybe tonight when all is still.
(c) May of 1988
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