My Last GoodBye, by MrsPeterson Subscribe to rss feed for MrsPeterson

This is my final letter 
I couldn't of asked for better 
You gave me life and breath 
I brought myself death 
You showed me wrong from right 
I should've stopped last night 
You gave me love and happiness 
I brought myself to loneliness 
No one is here 
To shed me a tear 
Here I cower 
In my final hour 
You've given me more than I deserved 
In hell is a seat for me reserved 
I didn't let you see the pain I was in 
Where can I begin 
Bleeding veins 
Old grey stains 
Deafening silence 
Endless violence 
Now crying for the one I love 
Praying that I go somewhere above 
Laying here about to die 
To you daddy... 
My last Good-Bye
Posted: 2005-04-10 01:49:56 UTC

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2005-04-14 16:53:32My_pain_your_thrill
I love it!! I can really relateto the feeling of that last goodbye...but it never is goodbye, somehow we all pull our self back from it.