The Final Draft

The Final Draft

A Poem by Anna Clark

Trigger Warning. Suicide and depression included. Its a poem I wrote as a suicide note 3 months ago..

I'm sorry I was such a burden.
I'm sorry for all my lies.
I became a thing I despise.
But I promise that I tried.

I'm sorry I was so angry.
I'll never sleep content.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
At least now it'll end.

If suicide is cowardly,
Then call me what you wish.
I have no more excuses
I have nowhere to hide. 

I've dreamt of death
I was scared.
I've dreamt of knives
I've dreamt of guns

But I died for the ones I love
I've died for Madi and Nat.
I've died for Carson, Jesse, and Alexei.
I've died for Joshua.
I died out of love for others.

Why couldn't I live for myself?

My words mean nothing now.
So now I'll end with a heavy heart. 

© 2016 Anna Clark

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Anna Clark
I know it's sad, but it's honest.

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Added on May 2, 2016
Last Updated on May 2, 2016


Anna Clark
Anna Clark

Bend, OR

I'm 18 and I love writing, I write poetry and short stories. I love animals and my family. more..