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by _Giving Up_ Aug 10, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Months had gone by, She thought she was done, Through with the knife, Ready for fun. But today she broke down, The depression was bad, She needed her knife, Her family made her mad. She couldn\'t use her wrists, Then she\'d be found out, So for the first time, she used her leg, She didn\'t even shout. The pain hurt so good, She loves how it feels, She\'d missed it so much, This controlled pain is how she deals. Her problems just worsen, She\'s ready for everything to end, She no longer cares at all, That she promised Never Again. It\'s not like she has friends, They\'ve all left her behind, Because her medications, Always play tricks with her mind. She no longer cries, Her blood can represent tears, For every bit of pain, That she\'s dealt with for years. Never had she imagined, That at 13 she\'d want to die, But that\'s another story, She continues lie after lie. But telling someone she mustn\'t do, Because they\'ll lable her sick, This time around she\'ll keep it hidden, She\'ll make her cuts short and quick. No one will know this time, Suicide she wants to succeed, Maybe not today, but one day soon, They\'ll sit and watch her bleed. She\'ll die with a smile, Kowing her pain is forever gone, This suicide will make the world happy, I\'ll die knowing I won. ***PLZ RATE OR COMMENT! Thanx
by Ruth
I love this poem it made me almost cry, if i could cry anymore i would
by beth
'No one will know this time, Suicide she wants to succeed, Maybe not today, but one day soon, They'll sit and watch her bleed.' - I love this verse, it's amazing.~Beth