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It’s late Almost 2AM

 

I'm awake And roaming the streets

Tears have stained my cheeks

"Please don't do this!"

I have a heavy feeling on my chest

Like it hurts

“I’m tired of existing”

I yell in response

The voices start to give thousands of reasons

to go up the stairs of my building

Up to the very top

And to let myself fall off the edge

  I push open the door of my building

“He never loved you”

Up one set of stairs

“You’re worthless”

Another set of stairs

“You’re a disappointment to your parents”

20 more stairs

“You’ve done nothing but make things worse”

There’s the door to the roof

“Everyone hates you”

The wind feels cool

“You’re just a fuck up”

A few more steps and I’ll be able to see over the edge

“You never do anything right”

All I have to do is fall back

“You’re a burden to everyone around you”

I’ve been crying this whole time

  I start screaming

“I want these voices to stop I want to stop hurting

I want to happy I don’t want to breath

It hurts too much I want everything to end” 

“No one will miss you”

There it is That god damn voice

“You’re not good enough for that guy

you went out with last Tuesday

You’re not smart enough,

they’ll never give you that promotion

You’ve done nothing but mess up other people’s lives

You literally burden everyone

You’re just a mistake

They only hang out with you because they pity you

You fuck up way too much for anyone to love you

You’ll never be that pretty

You’re to fat

You’re not skinny enough

You have to many scars

You’re just not good enough”

  I'm sitting on the edge

Staring off into the distance

  I'm still crying

“Hey”

Someone’s behind me

“You’re dangerously close to the edge, you might fall”

“Maybe those are my intentions” I say

“Get over here, before you do something you regret”

I start laughing

“I regret living I regret not dying when I had the chance I regret everything I did to get myself here.”

“Don’t say that”

I feel someone sit next to me

My best friend

Tears filled her eyes

"You ran very fast."

She tries to laugh

I stay quiet

“If you jump,” She grabs onto my hand “I jump.”

  I feel confused

“No what are you doing.” I try to pull my hand away,

but her grip is too tight

“You have so much to live for.” I say

  My best friend looks at me and turns her head to the side

“It’s not worth it, if I can’t share my life with my best friend.”

“I’m no good. I’m worthless, I’m just a mistake.”

  She laughs

“No. That’s what those voices say. You are none of those things.

You are a wonderful beautiful person. Whether you see it or not, you, my friend, also have much to live for.”

REGARDLESS OF WHAT YOU THINK OR ANYONE ELSE THINKS YOU DESERVE A CHANCE

YOU DESERVE A CHANCE TO LIVE TO BE HAPPY

YOU DESERVE TO BE IN A GOOD PLACE

YOU’RE NOT WORTHLESS

YOU’RE PRICELESS



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