by Lilith Nov 24, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I have decided to give up on life. So I will quickly grab my knife. As I watch the crimson liquid flow from me as I pulsate, I laugh at the numbness that I have come to hate. Slowly my world turns black. I'm sorry guys I ain't coming back. I am gone now to a better place. You wont ever have to see my sad little face. I'm sorry I never got to say good-bye...I thought if I did you wouldn't let me die. Just know one thing I am deprived of my pain. Tonight the skys will cry red rain. Everyone will see how my life was so vain. So don't sit and cry...don't give up and die..don't end up like me...because I am never going to be free..... |
Wow, that is an awesome poem, I feel like I can relate to it, good job on your poetry and keep it up. By the way thanks for checking out my poem. And I gave you a 5/5. Keep writing, your good at it. |
by Jackie*
Really good poem; I can relate... |