My suicide

by Vicki Marshall   Mar 19, 2005


I cant take this anymore
I have had enough
That’s it I quit
I have tried and tried
I have tried to run from my problems
But my problems caught up with me
I can’t run and I can’t hide
What am I supposed to do?

As I shut the door of warmth and comfort behind me
I start to run
Out of body and out of mind
My mind leaves me
Unaware that I am still running
I stop and reality hits

So here I am
My face wet with tears
No reason to fear
As I sit on the cold ground
With a blade to my wrist
I plead my on last wish
A wish to tell my friends no to cry
It will be alright
Tell mom to be strong
And tell dad I will always be his little girl

As I lay there blood soaking and in tears
My life flashes before me
I remember all the good times and bad
And then I remember how I got through them
With my friends at my sides
But the person that sticks out in my mind
Must never know
Why couldncouldn'tl him that I truly loved him
Even though I pushed him away
He tried to help
And now I lay on the cold hard ground
Just like my heart
As I wait to die
I feel no pain only regret

What have I done? I ask my self
Then I think of all the people that will cry
Well I guess I screwed up
I still feel the hatred
But some how I get up
And find the strength to linger on in the shadows

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