This Suicide

by Alyssa   Nov 29, 2005


My wrists are crying, my mind is dying
See the blood pour, I don't have a life no more
I lost it all, I took the final fall
It wasn't suppose to end this way, a different place and day
Everything happened so quickly, now that I'm gone will you miss me?
Not a day went by, when I didn't think of this suicide
So today I went home and shut the door, sat with a razor on the floor
With tears falling from my eyes, I said my final goodbye
I made a few deep cuts, but it wasn't enough
Took the razor to my neck and made a slice, it went through so nice
Now I cant go back and erase anything, depression is all each day would bring
Nothing would ever go right, life was a constant struggle, a constant fight
I decided why fight any longer, the idea of death grew fonder
When you find my body so cold and lifeless, know this life I will not miss
Look at all the blood around me, every night that's what I would see
After I'd take the razor to my skin, the red river flow would begin
Does this surprise anyone, seem like something I would have done?
Well no one noticed how far I'd fallen, no one noticed me crawlin
But it was alright because it was another day, to go home to the razor blade
So after being in pain for so long, I'm finally gone
And if you should happen to cry over me, I'll find it hard to believe.

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