Friday, June 20, 2008

The mistake !

“No one ever lacks a good reason for Suicide” – Cesare Pavese (Itlaian poet/novelist)


My life's a mistake, I deeply regret,
Kindred thoughts again, flashing through my head
Mocked at, a joke or a bloke unwanted
Or am I just being taken for granted.

It’s my life, it ain’t no more fun,
My minds speculating, while my eyes lay on that gun.
"Pick me up" it says, as it rests on the shelf,
Should I succumb to it and just blast myself?

Or give into cries of the razor edged knife,
To hack and slay a wasted life.
I choose the latter, holding it close to my heart,
So close, it rips all my life apart.

Coalesced with blood, rolls down each tear,
Realizing what I’ve done in despair, I fear.
Regret or remorse, I now can’t live it’s too late,
Was it my life or my death, what was my mistake?