To my beloved self

by Jennifer RIP Lesthat Hayden   Jul 30, 2005


To my beloved broken self
I sent myself something
I sent a knife through my heart
The beats slowed quickly and soon stopped
Then my entire body dropped
To my beloved self
I sent myself something
I sent pills down my throat
Things got dizzy and blurry
They made things so slow yet I was really in a hurry
To my beloved self
I sent myself something
I sent myself a bullet
I sent a bullet in my head
Then seconds latter I was dead
To my beloved self
I sent myself something
I sent myself nightmares
I had nightmares in my sleep
The kind that make sure I don't wake up
To my beloved self
I sent myself something
I sent myself to Hell
I killed myself and went to Hell
I killed my self and then I fell, I fell right into Hell
From my beloved self
I sent you all something
I sent you all a suicide note
The kind that tells you things you didn't know
The kind that when read makes you think whoa
From my beloved self
I sent you all something
I sent you all Cries
I slit my wrist and hoped to die
None of you ever saw why
From my beloved self
I sent you all something
I sent you bad words
I screamed and yelled
I did this till the tears in my eyes did welled
From my beloved self
I sent you all something
I sent you all the obvious
It was all so obvious that I was depressed
I sat there and cried but you didn't care just like the rest
From my beloved self
I sent you all something
I sent you all pain
Now you know that you drove me insane
You will feel the very same pain

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  • 16 years ago

    by robin milford

    Great poem very strong well writtenh

  • 17 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    And the first lines, I stopped reading.W
    Why?
    You violated three rules of top poetry in three lines.

    First off: In the first two lines, you use "self" twice, and in the first three lines, you used "sent" twice.
    You're repeating yourself <way> too much.

    Second off: Sending a knife through your heart is oh-so cliche! Kill the cliche!

    And third off, you don't have any form, no rhyming or flow almost, and it's just bad.
    Also, in <all> of your poetry, you're missing punctuation. That is really important; it helps the flow immensly.

    Sorry, Jennifer. I don't mean to sound mean, I'm just honest and trying to help.

    xTheEcstasyofSuicidex 2.5

  • 17 years ago

    by Goran Rahim

    Oh, this was greatly written poem, you have done a great job.
    keep up the great work dear.

  • 17 years ago

    by Mo

    That was really good. I liked the line of thought you took the reader on - from you harming yourself because of others to you haunting and wishing harm to the others that didn't help you. Liked how you repeat the first two lines throughout. Very effective.

    Mo

  • 18 years ago

    by Sorefromreality

    Awesome poem and keep writing...i like ur outlook on urself and ur misery..i kno that sounds mean but i mean it in a good way..u can express how much u love or hate urself so easily...
    love ya lots,
    sore