Why, God, Why!
Did you let my heart die!
Why am I crying?
Why did I start that fight!
Why, God, Why,
did you let him walk out the door.
He's gone and he's not coming back.
What's the use in praying. I don't see the point anymore.
God, I'm sorry.
Did I make you mad?
Did I say something about you,
that I shouldn't have?
It doesn't matter any more,
he's gone for good.
He left me here God.
Like I thought he would.
Why did you tell me,
to talk to him about you,
If you knew it would end,
with a fight, and tears, and no progress too?
One last prayer,
there will be no more.
I'll let my heart die.
I'm tired of being so unsure.
So God, I just want to tell you,
that I'm tired of life.
and that I love you,
and in heaven, you'll see me next time.
***Poet's Note***
okay, I want to say this before everyone freaks out and
calls some theropist to come and deal with me. **This is NOT
about me** Very important information. I wrote this poem
because it was in my head, but I DO NOT feel this way.
I am a completely healthy and HAPPY person. :) Hope
you enjoy
kimber harrison
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-suicide-note-adressed-to-god/
