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My Unhappy Ending

Poetry By: l1ghtningst0rm
Poetry



I write a lot of poems about suicide and depression, so expect a lot more like this. :)


Submitted:Aug 9, 2013    Reads: 38    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


A tear rolls

Silently down my cheek,

Releasing tension

I've held inside all week.

Suddenly I'm tired,

I get into bed.

I can't rest,

I have voices in my head.

Worthless,

Ugly,

Never enough.

Their words swirl,

Filling me with dread.

Their words are heavy,

Weighing me down like lead.

I slice slowly,

Staring at my bleeding wrists.

My parents say

That there's no reason for this.

I see everyone breathing,

I, on the the other hand, drown.

They all see me smiling;

I want to die, I'm so down.

Useless,

Fat,

Never enough.

Their words are blades,

Slicing my insides.

Their words come in cascades,

Crushing me permanently.

I open my mouth,

Simulating my gag reflex.

My last meal is,

Like me, just another reject.

Feeling empty,

I look upon my reflection.

I stare back at myself;

A lethal infection.

Helpless,

Stupid,

Never enough.

Their words are sharp,

An never-ending avalanche.

Is my pain a sick twisted game?

Is that why they laugh?

I tie carefully,

The rope I desperately need.

My fingers work fast,

I want to be freed.

I hang it

From my ceiling, a chair underneath.

I stand tall,

A noose my chosen wreath.

It tightens;

I dangle and die.

The note simply reads;

"Mother, please don't cry".

I am gone,

From my life, the horrible mess.

I'm happy now,

Peace at last, through a little thing called death.





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