I'll Stay
My Last Suicidal Note
Sore throat and tears... and failure...
Low grades and knives... and scars...
Lonely failure, ugly girl... I hate you...
Ghosts and rain... and a broken heart...
Rainbows, sun... pain is gone... I'm free...
Friends I love and all my family...
They all look fond, and very proud of me...
And my heart breaks when I wake up from my dream...
Weakened bones... falling hair...
Lost the map... I don't know where...
I'm going when, I starve myself and
Then I binge it all again...
Knives and guns... rainbows gone; I bleed...
Friends I love and all my family...
They frown and stare, angry down at me...
From their eyes... I know that I... don't belong here...
Can't see... clearly... heart stroke...
Have no... feelings... heart broke...
Fix that, I just, don't know...
I'm packed up... and ready... to let go...
Rainbows sun... darkness gone... fades away...
Roses bloom... color gloom... light the way...
Scars heal... sky clears... spring day...
Night comes... tell the moon... I'll stay...
Lara Houssami
1-25/26-2019
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Nephophilia
Poetry'Nephophilia' is the love for clouds. Clouds may seem ordinary for some people, but they aren't ordinary at all for me, and it is obvious for most of my poems have mentions of clouds in them.
