His Final Heart Beat.

by Sarah   Mar 15, 2008


Did you hear the news?
It was in the newspapers
The day after it happened.
A local boy committed suicide,
He slit his wrists.

His parents found him
the next morning
blood all over the bed
found him laying there dead.
There was writing on the wall
"Im sorry, You just didn't see...
But I Love You, Never Forget Me."

He wasn't the popular kid in school,
He didn't have many friends,
He was the one that was quiet.
He never had a smile.
He dressed differently.
Its been a while,
but now he's free.

He came home,
like every other day,
Hopeless and lonely,
Knowing nothings was ok.
But today he couldn't take it anymore.
Grabbing a small knife,
He fell to the floor.
He closes his eyes,
Making the first cut,
feeling the blood rise.
Feeling dizzy and cold.
But he can't stop now!
He already went this far.
The knife he holds,
Makes another cut.
Deeper then before.

The knife drops to the floor.
As on his wall he writes a last note.
He falls back on his bed.
Breathing his final breath
Heart beating its final beat.
Never again has he have to feel this kinda pain repeat..

Did you hear the news?
It was in the newspapers.
The day after it happened.
A local boy commits Suicide,
He slit his wrists.

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  • 16 years ago

    by TwistedAngel xx

    He was the one that was quite.
    Do you mean quiet?
    Otherwise great poem. Loved it.