Being sucked into this hole again
This hole of wondering and wanting
Wanting things to be perfect again
Knowing it will never be.
Wondering why and if it was me that messed up everything that was perfect.
Standing here staring in the mirror wondering why the blood just won't stop flowing.
Dropping in the sink like water just coming out of the faucet.
Why won't it stop.
It keeps going.
I'm feeling dizzy now, just wanting it to be over.
Looking in the mirror at this face pale and crying.
It's not me, it's my front.
I sometimes wonder why I let her get to me I just want her to be gone.
But if shes gone then my friends are gone too
The only person they know is my mask.
So its better this way Right?
Just a little longer now, death is coming over me.
Just a little longer now and the worries will be gone.
Still standing but not for long, still looking at the blood pouring out of my arms that will soon stop because it will run out.
Does this make me heartless because I am leaving this world.
Does it mean I will be banished from my Friend\'s hearts.
I don't want to die.
Make it stop.
Maybe someone will find me and help me
No.
I'm all alone in this room.
Locked the door, with no energy or will to reverse it.
Please someone help me unlock the god dang door.
I'm screaming but no words are coming out.
I'm on the floor now looking around me.
Staring at my own blood that my clothes and hair are saturated in.
Knowing this is the time.
Please God why, Why did you let me do this.
Its all over now I see the light.
I'm gone.
This is my friend Amberrs' poem. she wanted me to put it up here to see what you guys thought. feel free to leave any comment you want.
