SUICIDE

What have you done?!
Why are your hands soiled in blood?!
You'd let the mistakes of your yesterday,
Traumatize your today?!
It's a mistake, I get it.
Yet there's no redemption coming.
You are virtually guilty
And only you can forgive yourself,
Just as you did condemn you
If you will even.
Even at that, at the very worst.
What you've done is never an option.
If there's was another chance,
I'd advice, do not do it again.
The reality of it all?
You took a life, you had no right to.
But now, I wouldn't know what you'd pay with
Since repentance is totally off the picture.
I wish you would tell me why, or even
I wish you'd told the cops.
You've jumped the rope now.
You're condemned,
By the reality of your actions.
If only you'd known better
Alas! Now, there's no going back
The inevitable remains
Your hands are stained with blood,
Only, the blood you've spilled,
belongs to you.
The life you took,
Is yours.