![]() Was It Really The Only Choice?A Poem by Patricia(:![]() A teenage boy around 14 makes the wrong mistake& picks up a blade..![]() Cold metal blade in his hand.
Swiftly moving against his own pale skin. Blood peaks out from his wounds, slowly traveling down his arm. His breathing calm, not one hint of fear. He knows exactly what he's doing. Yet he doesn't stop.. He knows what will happen, he knows all the pain his friends & family will endure. The tears they'll shed, all because of one idiotic mistake. Yet he doesn't stop! It's as if he didn't care. He feels it's the only choice, these thoughts won't leave his mind. This is the only way to end his thoughts of suicide.. Each day they appear, haunting him each night.. He could never figure out why. Yet it didn't matter it'll all soon meet it's end. No more tears will this boy have to shed.. It'll all be over soon, he starts to feel faint. The end is near.. He collapses on the floor, he watches the blood flow from his arm. He can't help but smile, his thoughts will finally be at peace & so will he.. © 2010 Patricia(:Author's Note
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3 Reviews Added on July 27, 2010 Last Updated on July 27, 2010 Tags: Suicide, Cut, Depression AuthorPatricia(:AboutI'm basically just here to write what I feel when I feel it. Never on, but when I am, it's not long. Hope none of you hate me for that, but if you do. Hey, it's not like it's anything new. Also, sorry.. more..Writing
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