The day after I take my life it will be the same
Or will it my pig waiting
Wondering if he’s ever gonna
Eat again
The birds chirping outside, my dog
Licking me to wake me up not knowing
I won’t my friends getting ready for school
Prepared to tell me about their day
My girlfriend excited to see me as she laces her converse
At 7:26 my moms alarm will go off as she goes to let my dogs out she’ll entire my room
She’ll entire my room not knowing
She’ll see the bugs eating my body
Hopefully a feeling of shock crosses her face as she sees the puddle.
The puddle of blood dripping from my throat but that’s the end
The day would be the happiest
Because no one wanted to check up on me.
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Kris.V (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
There is a deep feeling of not being understood in this poem. that people that say they care and go through the motions of caring do not understand. Such a common feeling in adolescence an existential journey into adulthood with all its trials and complexities. Nicely written. When people don't understand dogs often feel it and understand better but just can't express it.
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