Suicide

by Gemma   Jan 23, 2004


Should I slit my wrists or hang my head
any way to end up dead
I can't stand the pain anymore
The hatred down to my very core
one little comment, causing so much pain
making me want to slit my vein
People looking down on me
not hearing my desperate plea
for help, just to get me through
the hard times, like people do
have but for me they are so much worse
its like it is a dreadful curse
like I don't deserve to be happy or have friends
every little bad things, magnified by a lens
and no-one knows or understands
why I'm desperate for a helping hand
They think they know me but they don't
they say they help but they wont
I feel empty and hollow with no love
If i die, I'll go above
and be rid of all my pain and hate
Because my hurt, is just one huge weight
that i can no longer carry on my back
so, I long for my world to turn black

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  • 20 years ago

    by ~* Joyful *~

    ooooo nice poem.. take a look at mine if u get time k..