I wrote this for a poetry contest a while back, the form is called Kyrielle. If you have some time on your hands it is a fun type to try.
I know that taking my life is a sin,
But you don’t know how much pain I am in;
Death is better than this hell I’ve been through,
God Grant me mercy for what I must do;
My tortured soul robs me of breath,
All I seek is the release of death;
Requesting redemption in the gun I cling to
God Grant me mercy for what I must do;
I’m considering briefly the life I must end,
Nothing is left but the chance to transcend;
And this decaying body that I must pass through,
God Grant me mercy for what I must do;
Raven they named me, but now they are gone,
I’m all alone since they both passed on;
Soon I will see them, it’s long overdue,
God grant me mercy for what I must do;
I beg for forgiveness as I let myself go,
Tears trickle down as I feel my heart slow;
Hopefully now I’ll get to see you,
So God grant me mercy for what I must do.
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