i sit in this house where i dwell
for this life i know all to well
left in my room to feel abandoned and alone
no hopes in this place, only cold whispers on the phone

the doctor cant fix me
nor could the priest
i failed this life
leaving with defeat

i know death is near,
i have it planned out, faced all my fears
i have choose today as my end
no part of me is worth to defend

i lived my life, i lived it fully
don't hate me , i know how hard this will be, and i know what
you'll see
this note in one hand and a gun in the other

i lived with hate
i have choose my fate
i know it will be loud and I'll probably scream
all i hope to remember is a terrible dream

here's my chance, i heard the last foot fall
fight my thoughts in one last brawl
i place the barrel against my jaw

i say aloud "i love you"
and i mean it this time
love was my punishment, hate was my crime

it will be loud, the neighbors will hear
its time now, push away my tears
i write i love you and sign, pull the trigger, they found me at nine

my body was cremated, placed in an quoted urn,
"dear love, god gives and takes life, but in my eye's, 4-5-94, was
not the day you were meant to take your turn"






-well this is really the only "poem" if you can even the credit, i
have ever actually showed anyone, so yeah it probably sucks, but hey, it was
worth a try. its about Kurt Cobain, and i wrote it one night when i felt
really depressed and turned on the old radio to ( wow if your still reading
this you must have nothing to do) listen to some nirvana. i can really
relate to the stuff( not the drugs ) Kurt went through and the lyrics of his
songs. so yep, this probably sucks but at least i tried, right??


 
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