Neverending tears of black ice.

by monica   Oct 16, 2004


Here i sit and stare at the blade in my hand
it's time to end it, i have got it all planned.

there's a note on my bed, which i neatly made
and there is no one home, so i won't be saved.

my blood pours as that blade slides straight across my wrist......
this isn't painless, and it's not at all swift.

oh god i can't take this! i have got to get away from this pain
time to go out, go out with a bang........

i grip the gun, my finger on the trigger, i am shaking........
i feel my warm tears running, my makeup flaking

it's all over now!
i am so sorry everyone.....
i am sorry this has to happen.....
god dang it, it has to be done!

it still haunts my mind, that sick twisted smile on his face!
he told me i was going to be put in my place....

this isn't right.......
i am going to do it. suicide will end my plight!

i had the gun pointed straight towards me....
i pull the trigger, and the pain hits me....i can barely see........

why am i not dying? god dang it i am not dead!
this time i won't aim it at my chest, i will point it at my head.........

it hurts so much, this has got to end......
my death to myself, i will send........

i am looking down the barrel of that gun, my end is soon.
oh god what do i do.

no turing back now, it's got to be done
i will end my life with the second shot of this gun

i pull the trigger agin, only a click is heard.
nothing came out.....i could not say a word

so i lay here and bleed to death. i am all alone.
my blood spills out of me, and onto the carpet my pain is shown.......

my breath is short, and i smile as i feel my end near......it's almost bliss.
and yet.........i didn't want it to end like this.........

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