My Death

zhangyuyouyu

It's better to not know than to know

Where the knives are

Where the keys to the windows are kept at

 

It's better when the house is not alone

Leaving my intrusive thoughts and I

to explore the house to find the forbidden

 

The police officers are here

Gun aiming me

They said to drop the knife

But it's too late

Blood was already trickling down

 

The only words I left probably were

I love all of you so I ended my life

There will be no more burdens

 

At my funeral, my parents probably said

I don't understand

I gave her everything she ever wanted

How could she do this to us

 

Why is death so painful 

So hard 

But so is life 

  • Author: zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 23rd, 2023 08:36
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 6
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  • Abby1234

    This poem is so understandable. I relate to it. I can find anything sharp around the house or school. The last words were probably what my cousin said before he killed himself.



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