5 reasons not to die

lottierose

And I sit there, drowned by the tears flooding my frame.

knife in hand ready to carve scars ; slash through my veins.

But my mum pulled me close as she throws the knife away.

I had no idea you were hurt my love, but don’t leave you are not ready to greet the world above.

As I sat there grief streaming from my eyes. My mum tells me five reasons not to die.

1. You will never see another another sunrise. Your eyes will never lay upon the radiant sun of hope awakening to greet light into the day

2.You will never share another laugh.The most beautiful kind of smile is the one that’s struggled through the most tears

3. You will never get to make memories.think of all those memories you could’ve made. Marriage ? Kids ? Graduating ?

4.You will never taste the sweet taste of ripe strawberries trickled with cream. Or smell the sweet sense of fresh flowers 

5. You have a whole world out there waiting for you. Why close your book when your only in the first chapter? 

  • Author: lottierose (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 24th, 2018 12:21
  • Comment from author about the poem: Keep on living it’s worth it even though it gets tough Xx
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 56
  • Users favorite of this poem: sharda92, Syd.
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Comments4

  • sharda92

    Omg yessss!! I love this so much. Amazing job.

    • lottierose

      Aw ty means a lot

      • lottierose

        Aw ty means a lot

      • orchidee

        A fine write Lottie. It's serious, but if it was not so serious, we could add: 'Oohh and suicide is very bad for one's health too!' (bit of black humour. heehee).

        • lottierose

          That would add a bit of humour indeed aha

        • Syd

          Brilliant. You've really put life in perspective.

          - Syd

        • kitcat

          Written beautifully makes you feel very sad

          • lottierose

            Thank you and I wanted it to feel very real



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