Suicide

by kel   Dec 1, 2004


I lie on the cold floor
The world around me going dark
As I drift off to a better life
No more worries, no more hurt
As my cruel life flashes before my eyes

I remember the bad times
And those few good times
As a sad lullaby, plays in the back of my mind
I remember the people I left behind

I remember the slaps
The hard abuse
The pain my parents put my through
That led to my death, my suicide

I remember those harsh words
That, those so-called friends said
To my face and behind my back
Then the next day they would claim they love me

I remember my godmother and her husband
How they locked me in the attic
Only let out to do their chores
With nothing to eat but bread and water

Then lastly I remember, my true friends
The ones that stayed by my side
The ones who never gave up
No matter how bumpy the ride

They were there for the good and the bad
They help me escape
They helped me live
They were true friends, like I wish I could be

But now I can’t cope
There is just too much pain
Slowing there’s no more hope
I’m turning insane

So now my times up
It’s time to leave
My life is at its end
It’s my time to die, my suicide.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Lauren

    *lawved* the poem, but please dont kill yourself! keep SMILING and writing!
    there are people who are true friends!
    xoxo
    Lauren