Not Perfect -Poetry-

Sadness

Holding in the pain of your everyday life is not what you wanted to do. You expected a life full of happiness with the one you love until they left.

Broken into a million small pieces keeping you away from everyone you know and love. Never knowing when you lose a piece of yourself to a complete stranger collecting antiques.

Your pain speaks to you at night telling you not to breathe, to bleed and simply end your life. You shouldn't cut your skin for the person that said they loved you but didn't mean it. Please don't take that pill. The emotion you're feeling is overwhelmingly powerful and pulling you down into the depths of no return. But you won't fight it.

Your heart has broken and you've given up on life. You let the blood spill from your wrists. You swallow the pills hoping for a good night's sleep, but it's three in the afternoon and you've just returned from school. Trying to forget everything they said to you.

You're worthless. So pathetic. A waste of space.

You believe their words with the rest of your soul. Trying to contain the pain but you've finally given up. Soaring through the sky on a blood loss high you realize how much you're actually needed in this world.

"I don't want to die."

That's the last thing you whisper.

You're being rushed to the hospital but you don't know that, you have lost a lot of blood.

"We have to hurry he has lost a lot of blood."

They don't know about the pills. You'll be out for a while. Internally you're screaming, asking for help but like always you're shut down and forgotten.

The pain of the surgery you can feel every little cut. Every breath on your skin gives you tingles.

"He isn't waking up we're losing him"

They haven't found the pills. You won't make it. Your last thoughts are of your mother. How will she react when you don't make it. Will she fall apart or simply move on. Does she love you or is she still too busy to notice.

"Tell my mom...I'm sorry." your last words.

Flat line.

You've found the light, but you don't walk in.

Falling to your knees, sobbing. You've finally did it. You've killed yourself. Nothing to be sad for now. You're finally free from of all the pain.

Congratulations you now get to relive your life till the end of time. Hope it was worth it.