Define me

I once read
The guilty hang themselves.
Sacrificial victims slash their throats.
The discarded throw themselves off buildings, or bridges.
Tormented minds blow their brains out.
Which one am I?
I have stolen,
I have lied.
I have deceived
Drugs, yeah I have tried.
At times,
It should have been me
That had died.

I once read,
The guilty hang themselves.
Sacrificial victims slash their throats.
The discarded throw themselves off buildings, or bridges.
Tormented minds blow their brains out.
Which one am I?
I think this for the best.
I know there is good somewhere,
I am saving you all from the despair.
This anger inside me
Blinding me to the realities of this so-called life
Leaving me filled with nothing but strife.

I once read,
The guilty hang themselves.
Sacrificial victims slash their throats.
The discarded throw themselves off buildings, or bridges.
Tormented minds blow their brains out.
Which one am I?
Go on paying no mind to me
I’ll be out of your way soon enough,
You’ll see.
Being ignored and forgotten,
Has this internal feeling
That can only be described,
As rotten
Forget me you will
Ending my life will be my final thrill.

I once read,
The guilty hang themselves.
Sacrificial victims slash their throats.
The discarded throw themselves off buildings, or bridges.
Tormented minds blow their brains out.
Which one am I?
Attempting to live this way
While constantly
Thinking against the grain
Leaves me
Constantly in pain
The only remedy seems to be

A bullet, in my brain

Copyright © 2007. James Velez