No More

by Angel   Mar 21, 2012


Slowly but surely am falling again,
Scared to go to even my best friend.

The issues at home kill me softly inside,
I'd rather be somewhere dark to hide.

The words they say get stuck inside my head,
Instead of suffering I'd rather be dead.

But I still leave the house with a smile on my face,
Living a life that is more like a race.

Everyone competing for my soul,
Leaving my heart behind, never again to be whole.

Living with the voices screaming in my mind,
Reminding me of things I'd rather leave behind.

My strength is gone, myself I can't defend,
Wish and praying for my suffering to end.

Slowly and carefully I pick up the knife,
Slitting my wrist and ending my life...

i havent relapsed due to a promise i made but writing about it. imagining it helps

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  • 12 years ago

    by Jump from Life

    Thank you for keeping your promise hun.
    This poem is written gorgeously and I truly love it but my fave lines are

    "The words they say get stuck inside my head,
    Instead of suffering I'd rather be dead."

    Its describing exactly whats going on in your head and sadly in a lot of other peoples too. At least in mine.

    Either way... it was penned amazingly and don't give up sweetie, stay strong.

    100/100 <3

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