I am so cold inside
Body is aching
There is nothing to hide
My soul and heart is breaking
There are cuts in my wrists
Alone and cold
Emotions are stopping to twist
Nothing to hold
I’m cracking at the seams
Laying in blood as I search for a reason
Losing consciousness, as I watch the flashing dreams
Trying to find any beacon.
The beacon of life
Slowly fading away
Whilst still looking at the bloody knife
There is nothing stopping the closing day
This is my silent ending
As I slowly slipping away by myself, peacefully
This is my message I’m sending
Laying on the ground, beautifully
Nobody expected I was at harm
I am going away from my shit life
Looking at the bleeding cuts in my arm
I’m too weak to laugh, still holding the bloody knife
Welcoming death
- Author: 4wheels (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 26th, 2024 01:52
- Category: Unclassified
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