The morning after I took my life

rubberduck

 

The morning after I take my life

 my mom will be getting ready to take me to school

she’ll knock on my door and ask if im ready

no response

shell ask again and then come in my room

shell see me on my bed and try to wake me

no response

she’ll start vigorously shaking me

yelling my name

no response

shell be in tears not able to talk

shell scream for my stepdad

he wont wake up

shell call 911

unable to speak

when the paramedics arrive shell be in my room

holding me

crying

praying

the paramedics will take me

shell refuse to leave my side

the paramedics will try everything

No response

Shell call my dad

Not able to speak

They’ll officially pronounce me dead at the hospital

My mom will scream

A heartbroken scream

Shell cry

Fall to her knees

My dad will arrive

He’ll see my mom crying

Hell say my name

Try to get me to wake up

No response

My body is cold

My face lacking its color

Hell be sobbing

Eventually they’ll tell my family

They’ll shed tears of melancholy

Wonder if they did something

My brother wont understand

Hell ask for me

My mom will cry

Hell Go to my room look for me

Except im not there

I will never be there

My mom will call my phone

No response

Shell listen to my voicemail

 just to hear my voice again

shell make my bed

clean my room

preserve it

my friends will text my phone

waiting

no response

they’ll go to school

look for me

im not there

I never will be

They’ll find out

Go through our messages

Try to text me again

No response

Eventually they’ll smile again

Forget im gone

A year will go by

Life will continue

A year and 6 months later

My family and friends will gather

Its my 15 birthday

But im not there

I never will be

Life continues on

  • Author: rubberduck (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 11th, 2026 02:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just to explain the part where i say my brother wont understand, my brother has autism and doesnt understand the concept of death quite yet i dont think
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 3
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