What does suicide mean? (To me)

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To me suicide means you get to leave you get to leave all the pain behind.You don't get to feel pain anymore your free cant see or hear the mean things people say about you.You can finally be happy and not worry about getting up the next day.................But what about the pain you left behind when you left?Where did it go? Did it disappear? It got passed on to someone else your mom your dad your siblings your family.You killed your self to not feel pain anymore but when you left you left people in pain.Imagine how hard its gonna be for your mom to get up the next day knowing your gone.Imagine how much your siblings will blame them selfs because of all the fights.Imagine how your dad might give up because his baby girl/boy killed them self.What could he have done to save you? He'll probably blame himself.........But what about you are you just suppose to get up everyday and face the day alone you can't tell anyone cause they'll judge you.They'll think you're insane.They'll say "She cuts herself she's such a weirdo emo bitch"Then we just have to smile through the pain go on alone.Deal with hate alone then go home trap yourself inside your room crying.We can't die cause the pain we'll leave behind we can't stay cause it's just to much to take alone.......So i guess we just have to get over it because there is nothing wrong.Right? that's what everyone else says....How in the world are we suppose to get over ourselves you don't know the pain we feel we may look like the happiest people around but inside we are crying for help to be saved.For the pain to fucking stop but no we are just overreacting we just need to realize that we are being baby's right? We can only take so much we are humans too.This world is so fucked up we aren't aloud to be sad.If we are only just a little bit sad we are weak.If we try and talk to people about our sadness we are crazy.Then everyone get's mad at us because we don't talk to people. We keep to our self we lock the door to our house or room and don't want to face the world.


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