Dead to the world
like an empty can
there's nothing left for me
I'm still alone, on my own
this silent pain is killing me
it never lets me go
what else is there in this world
that could make me feel more low
call me names, and laugh at me
but one day these wounds will heal!
heal because I have destroyed myself
ruining myself intentionally
never get a break from insults
always they are being thrown at me
must this world keep torturing me
please, make it all go away!
i want my wrists to bleed
bleed like they have never bled before
cutting so deep
its too much to handle
for my poor sharpeners razor
squinting my eyes
and screaming out loud
WHY DID THIS WORLD ABANDON ME
why was i created when my life is total pain
why must i scar my wrists
why must i feel the need to die
why must i feel the emotions
that make me always cry?
one day i will end this pain
hoping that today is that day
praying that i succeed
just wanna get away!!!
finding a rope
finding a chair
longing to leave this life
i tie it around my neck
step up to the chair
wrists still crimson
eyes still teary
on the count of three
i will kick away this chair away
leaving everything behind
no one See's me now
1.........2.........3.........
no one saw me than!
(C) Lucy Green
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