• Too many thoughts run through my head,
    Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead,
    I do what I can to drown out my mind,
    Because in it's depths I'm scared of what I may find,
    I barely get from day to day,
    Living with all this pain,
    It tortures me in more ways than one,
    To the point where I'm tempted to point a gun,
    At my own head and blow out my brains,
    So that through this action I might gain,
    Peace and quiet; of which I so yearn,
    But I am a coward that will never learn,
    So I exist in my river of self-doubt,
    Waiting for someone to come pull me out,
    Hoping for somebody to come take my hand,
    And finally help me to understand,
    To help me get through my agony,
    And point me on the path to clarity,
    It is through writing these words,
    I hope my cry for help is heard,
    And as I leave with saying goodbye,
    I close my eyes and pray to die.
    S.Cabral 1/14/09