Must Die

I'm on my knees

Begging you for mercy

Asking you to kill me

Put me out of my misery

I want to die

I need to go

I have a meeting

With my lord

The final reckoning is coming

Time for me to go into hiding

Disappear off the face

Of the Earth

A knife through my chest

Impaled on a stake

A bullet through the head

Burning in a pit of fire

I want to die

I need to die

Please, I must die.

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Must Die

This poem is filled with tension, anger, misery and very scary, but at the same time

it is the cry of   many  young peoples voice to receive the attention they deserve but

do not receive from others.   Well done

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