suicide

suicide

the one thing you can hide

people turn the other way

to see you dead another day

they ignore the signs

they ignore your stress

at the end theres nothing left

life turns dark

thoughts so much darker

thinking of how you can make that final marker

 

each tear you see becomes blood

only in your mind

suicide

each knife, each needle

seems like an escape

your torn by wich pain to intake

 

suicde

by blood

fast easy pain

a cutt, a stab

not a single scab

just death

blood would flow like sweet crimoson water

sweet rusted scent would fill the air

shall you dare?

 

suicide

by lethal injection

slow painful

no resorection

no sign, no struggle

heart slows

chest goes heavy

thoughts scatter

eyes grow weak

shall you take the choice of the meek?

Reviews

[A]

this was extraordinary :) you truly captured the inner thoughts of a person going through such difficult times.. only wanting a way out.

[Matt]

Suicide. I like it. You expressed your feelings well. But it would be a shame to lose such a gifted poet.