Ik you poems aren’t always helpful and they get people down… but this and my art are the only way i can be free and say whats deep inside…. so i’m sorry..

There’s a wonderful piece of wood,

God made the trees so the trees are good,

Man cut the trees to make the chair,

but God made the wood so that is only fair,

God made the sheep and the grass the sheep eat,

Man-made the sheers and the rope as a treat,

But God made the man and the sheep,

The man sold the rope and the chairs they were cheap,

A smiling happy girl bought the chair and the rope,

Laughing and skipping like high off of dope,

Girl got home and broke down in tears,

For her people had hurt her for all of her years,

God made the girl and the people who hurt her,

Man-made the lies and the wishes that lured her,

The girl God made took the rope and the chair,

tied the rope to the ceiling and stood the girl short but fair,

Down came the girl off the chair as her expression fell bare,

Her eyes went dim,

as her life gave in,

She hangs there broken,

The world took her life as a token…

So here we are once again,

another life for suicide to take in…

There’s a wonderful piece of wood,

God made the trees so the trees are good.

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