I'm feeling incredibly sick,
wanting to jump and end it quick,
but I can't fall into the icy depths below,
its my fear, the worst way to go,
spluttering and splashing for air,
they'd save you if they knew you were there,
but your beneath the surface,
absence unnoticed,
drowning slowly, your dying,
but it's what you wanted, you really weren't lying
YOU ARE READING
Self harm poems
PoetryJust some poems I wrote about self harm, suicide and eating disorders. Please don't read if there going to trigger you x
