The blade

 

So shiny

Yet so dangerous

This thing

Could end all

 

All my suffering

All my pain

End everything

 

Would there be pain?

Or pleasure?

Would I regret it?

Or rejoice in it?

 

Would I succeed?

Or would I fail?

My goal

Never achieved

Always waiting for the right moment

But it never coming

 

 

I have failed

I could not succeed in even this

I am weak

Not even able to do this tiny thing

This tiny thing that could fix all

Could take away it all

 

Take away all this pain,

This pain in my heart

It is always there

Waiting for the moment to pounce

Grab me in it's clutches

And tear me apart

From inside out

It is Unbearable

I need to end it

Now

 

I will find a way

To end it all

I just need a patience

That I don’t have

 

 

Please help me

This pain

Take it from me

I can not handle it

I am not strong enough

So please

Just take a little

That little bit will be a lot

It will ease my pain

Just for a moment

So please take it!

 

That shiny thing

Its not working

It wont do its job

It wont take it away

It wont do what I need it to do

 

The blade

It wont go

It wont take it all away

I have failed

I have failed myself

 

Please take this blade

Please do its job

Author's Note

This is a pretty sad poem... Please comment!

Reviews

[VelvetRosetta]

It is my friend very sad and something I contemplated in the past and have to say I am sooo glad I never gone through with it or I wouldnt be here today.
Some days are better than others.
But reality is, no one is obligated to make our lives happy, it is up to us, we have to take hold of the reigns. It is our life and as sure others dont have to live it for us only means we have to live it to the fullest, no matter your current situation, know that tomorrow is another chance at happiness and achievment! If you ever need to speak then know that I am willing to do so.

[TheKaylaPup]

Wow, well, let me start off with no, to your question, I will not help you commit suicide, it isn't the answer. This poem beautifully illustrates the reality of considering suicide. People often fail an attempted suicide because they "chicken out" at the last second. Wonderful illustration, though, please do say that if you do really feel this way, you should talk to someone about it, and consider seeking professional help.

[Coyote Poetry]

The dance between life and death is a hard one. No-one ever came back and said death led to a better place. I like the thoughts in the poem. A internal discussion of what can be the payment for a blade across the skin. A very good poem.
Coyote

[Robbie~xoxo~]

This is sad and very emotional! You have me scared of the raw emotions displayed... Scared of delving into such a depression... You have taken me into that spiral of demise. Well penned!

[Lily Mae]

Pretty powerful.. The blade cutting as deep as the human doing it's job.. This describes how someone feels in throws of depression, anquish and pain.. xx

[Dove]

This is a very good poem. It may be depressing but the emotion in it is what makes it so wonderful. Great job on this poem. And by the way coming from one teenager to another, giving up never makes anything better and using a blade will only leave scars on your body it wont take away your pain. Stay strong!! :)

[Lost]

I want to kill myself after reading that, so I guess I'd have to say: good job! ;-)

[Larry Dyson]

BTDT...it is not the answer.. then one must deal with what is there after ...surly as wise as you are you know there is something..?

[emma]

Amazing, beautiful, depressing. It was so well written and I loved every line. Amazing amazing amazing and I know I'll be reading more of your work.

[Shy Girl]

The only thing that blade will give you are scars. They become reminders, some days good, as to you over came and are still here, and some days bad, that you didn't finish. But reminders they stay, never leave, even in death, scars are there. That knife is cold and sharp, find the heart that's warm and full. It's there, just search a bit harder. For your poem, the emotions of, please end this, I hate me, and I have nothing, aren't the only ones there. Hope and possibility, weave in and around those others. I applaud you for telling us how you feel and trusting us. Thank you :)