Scars filled with blood
Blood dripping on the floor from ur wrists, thighs, face
All those scars carry a problem
All the crying, tears, praying what did it do
Did it help u? Did it make u feel better?
Did it!!?
He/she: No
But idk what tobdo anymore
Ii just want to end my life I can't no more
I rlly can't I'm tired I'm so fucking tired
Tell me wtf should I do I tried everything
I tried praying, screaming, letting my anger out, cutting myself , smoking, burning myself so Tell me what else should I do
Suicide is my only escape from this awful world
And trust me I don't want to but I can't handle the pain no more
I tend to smile every fucking day
So no one notices my pain
And luckily they don't
My parents judge me everything I tell them how I feel
The only thing that comes out of there mouth is ur dumb ur stupid just stop saying that ur annoying be normal
I may have a very weak mentally but all those words repeat in my mind every single time
I fking hate life
- Author: Chris M (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 27th, 2024 00:10
- Category: Sad
- Views: 12
Comments1
Art is the answer, thanks for the poem
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