19704 hours
I’m alone without thee
Lost in here
The same flat
With others craps
Four full journals of many shits
That in my mind Left your behave
36 poems that I wrote
With thousands useless words
On 11 letters, I couldn’t post
I didn’t see you
I lost your hint
I hide from you
But time is mean
And please, tell me
How did I see you again?
Wasn’t enough pain then?
And if the time is not mean
Why are you making me this hint?
I want to move on
I want to leave
This agony can skip
Walk straight ahead, and don’t cry
And for the both of us
Can say goodbye
An old coat on the wardrobe
That is raged and rips of
A broken mirror on the frame
300 ways to kill myself
An inspected call
That brought me hope
But I was wrong, Instead of that
You ripped my heart
Please tell me who is kidding on himself?
Who lied again and didn’t care?
I didn’t see you
I lost your hint
I hide from you
But time is mean
And please, tell me
How did I see you again?
Wasn’t enough pain then?
And if the time is not mean
Why are you making me this hint?
And at our corner
I’m stand
The same place
And this loneliness
So much time
Nothing had changed
You’re handsome, pretty and still cruel
Cheating on me, making me a fool
Spanish,300 formas de suicidarme
Michael Vinicio Camacho Menéndez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-hundred-ways-to-kill-myself/
