I want to go to sleep just to kill myself in my dreams.
Just to drown slowly and painlessly into the oceans and rivers of my dreamworld,
or to jump off the cliffs into the void that's calling me to come home.
I want to slit my wrists with a knife that doesn't hurt,
And watch my lifeless blood drip onto the forest's colourful leaves or the floor of a cave.
I wish I could softly and sweetly kill myself countless of times,
And find comfort in the beauty of Death.
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Author:
Bird In Red (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 31st, 2025 13:41
- Comment from author about the poem: I didn't mean to publish it. It wasn't even supposed to be a poem. Just a vent page. But that vent page turned out as one of my most beautiful texts, and I told myself, why not?
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
A poem of death and the wish for it. It is a dark write with a sad outcome but nicely written
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