suicidal cuts

mocuisle

 

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 Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2017 13:59
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 63
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Comments1

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    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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