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by Kay Dec 23, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Sat in the bathroom Full of more hatred in each tear Waited for something good to appear Looked up on the counter And something caught my eye Thought maybe it was my time to fly Stood up and grabbed this object Sat in the dark closet and shut the door Knew that after this it would hurt no more Took the thing I was holding Silently lowered my head Whispered “I just want to be dead†Put my arm in front of me Grabbed the thing that would kill Started to cut and got a chill The cut became deeper and deeper As blood went onto the floor It wasn’t enough I needed more Knew I was almost there Got more dizzy by the second Would soon be on my way to heaven My head went black Collapsed onto the floor Don’t know what happen next but someone opened the door When I woke up I was in a bed The walls were white and the floor was green Thought what a beautiful scene Tried to get up Fell back down Someone must have seen cause they made a loud sound Heard foot steps coming nearer Started to smile and saw god It wasn’t him just a fraud Someone grabbed my hand I looked over to see who it was Tears started to fill my eyes and I paused Realized this wasn’t heaven Just the place I wanted to get away from Looked away from my palm Got better after awhile Went home a couple weeks later After that my confidence was greater Sometimes I think about that night When I tried to stop all the pain I think now that I must have been insane I’ll never do it again It was a juvenile thing to do But I will never forget the reason, I did it because of you+.+Tell Me what You think+.+
by Stef
I know how that feels...amazing poem, very well potrayed... -Stef
by Jesslyn
i loved your poem *i know what its like to feel like that*