One hundred poems br of love, life, and death br a life so depressing br as these things I know best br br the last four years br have given me something to write br though the things in my poems br keep me up at night br br I've lost my father br some friends too br and the one person I loved most br my nightmares came true br br I gave my mom a stroke br several times tried to take my life br the only way I didn't try br was stabbing myself with a knife br br in and out of the hospital br I didn't really care br I'd lost so much already br couldn't bare another year br br I can beg forgiveness br I can cry until my eyes bleed br the plant of life is wilting br I'm nothing but a weed br br a deep blue funk I'm stuck in br I can't seem to get away br it makes me ask myself at night br will I live to see another daybr br Dakota Ellertonbr br