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The Journal
Look into my journal
What will you find?
A problem internal
About all mankind
Its starts as a nice day
Innocent and sweet
Kind words on display
So happy so neat
Time began to pass
My life began to crash
A new friend of sharp glass
Started one small slash
One became many more
To see vibrant liquid red
I loved to see blood pour
Not one cut did I dread
Finally I had enough
Of a small minuscule little cut
I tell you this is no bluff
Not an if, and, or a but
So I write my last line
In this sad pathetic book
Now it’s time for me to resign
So now read and take a look
Today’s the day I will die
My final words written here
Please mama don’t you cry
In your heart I will be near
I’ll be happy after today
Remember we’ll meet again
I don’t know what to say
My soul will always remain
Good bye to my mother
And also to my dad
Grandma, grandpa, sister
Please don’t be mad
Walk to my bed
With blade in hand
Thinking about all the red
This is the last time I’ll stand
The blade pierces my skin
First with only one drop of blood
Let my final moments begin
Let me drown in the flood
I then take the blade to the next
Yet I had much trouble
My arm did not want to flex
But I got my blood to bubble
I relax and lie down
My body feels so hallow
In the darkness I’ll drown
My thoughts hard to follow
I see life pass before my eyes
The good but the bundles of bad
The truth and the many lies
No wonder I was so sad
My mom comes through the door
Her voice so far away
She can’t handle the gore
She knows that today’s my last day
She’s talking to me
But I can’t hear
I can’t hear her plea
My vision, disappear
I don’t want to see her tears
A smile forms upon her lips
As she remembers all those good years
Beside me on the bed she sits
She kisses my forehead
And holds me close as I die
Soon enough I was dead
Like in my journal she said good bye
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