Drowning In Sorrow- Poetry

There's Nothing

There's nothing poetic about midnight suicidal thoughts,

There's nothing beautiful about red stained wrists,

There's nothing magical about seeing your lifeless body, laying on the ground.

There is nothing funny about the pain you cause people everyday.

There is nothing beautiful about your funeral day.

There is nothing left for me, to be happy about.

There is nothing good about not having anything at all.