you left me alone. You left my side
You remember how I was last night
I twisted and turned and cried with fear
Now all that’s left is the marks of my tears
Do you remember how we used to be
I’m here to make you finally see
All the things we could have been
So you can say you’ve finally seen
You used to hold me tight
Tell me that its all alright
Just To wait until its bright
To remember the daylight
Now on this very night
We got into a fight
So I went into the bathroom and I took out a knife
Because I just wanted to set all these things right
Now My skin its tight
But The pain feels right
And The blood it spills
Now The knife, it kills
I remember being rushed to the hospital
The rush ,the alarms and the signal
I cant tell you if ill be alright
Because every things hazy and I’m losing my sight
I see the tears run down your cheek
You body’s in shock and you feel so weak
You can hardly bare to even speak
But Death is a destiny that we all meet
My blood pressures low
And My heart beat is slow
The beeper goes off ….
And I’ve let go
Now everyone rushes me inside
And they sit you down and give you a guide
And you stand up but are pushed aside
And You just stand there . the rain outside
Then the doctor comes over and tells you I’ve died
Tells you they tried
Taking you to my bedside
Then everything collides
Its just One giant land slide
There is no words to describe the pain you feel
Your kneeling there
And Desperate to squeal
But death is all part of life’s only deal
Depressions a feeling that cannot be solved
Anxiety’s a thought to make you with drawl
And Life is a game that cannot be won
So Everyone dies. But The rules cannot be undone
But I just chose my time
Mistake it not as a crime
Everyone has a lifetime
For me I just choose by final bedtime
- Author: M.M (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 10th, 2017 13:59
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 63
Comments1
Wow! Well done! Dark, poignant, and haunting! I'd be interested to hear what inspired it. All the same, this poem feels like home to me, as I often express myself in darker, macabre poetry. It is, by and large, therapeutic! Great poem!
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