Hope is what I believed in when I felt down
The world seemed so cold and harsh
Especially when I couldn't hear the voice of hope anywhere around
I searched, I cried... but it wasn't anywhere to be found
I just needed something, something that was profound
Thoughts fluttered throughout my mind
Later soon I found myself making holes in my skin to help me out
It felt good but then I wanted to feel something new
That little bit of pain wasn't helping me get through
The next thing I did was slit my wrist
Blood started gushing down like a red river without the cool mist
I woke up and it felt so real
It was dream that made me cry while looking at the bright full moon
I wiped my last tear and began to pray
I prayed for forgiveness
For the sin I was about to create
Suddenly I heard the voice of hope
I dropped to the ground and heard you say
Let it go, its not worth living in fear
I tried to listen but it was too late
I grabbed the knife and took my last breath
I placed it on my neck then slowly dug it in
Now I remain peacefully hear to rest
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Do You Know Me?
PoetryEver feel like no one knows who you are but they believe they know you. Burying so much pain and lies just to protect the ones you love. You walk around lost with a smile plastered on your face but in reality you should have tears falling down. Your...
