I wanted to end my troubles
To get away from all the pain.
I had no one to talk to
So i bottled it up in shame.
The night came when i tried
To end my pain and troubled life.
I cut until I cried
Until I dropped that bloody knife.
I was found an hour later
Covered in my blood.
Passed out from the pain
Everyone thought I was insane.
I woke up the next morning
With bandages on my wrist.
I was strapped to the gurney
That made me super pissed.
I didn't have any visitors
My parents never came.
I asked for some scissors
So I could end my pain.
I got some help the next day
To try and relive all my pain.
I tried to skip with a simple prayer
To ask God for his care.
I can't believe I tried to end my life
On that cold and snowy night.
My life is a living hell
For all of you who couldn't tell.
I never did find the one
Who would love me when the day was done.
Everyone thinks I am lame
That's why I'm crying about my pain.
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