My Poems [Completed]

My Life, pt. 8

These poems are getting very depressing.

I'm sorry. I'm just pissed at everything right now and I guess it's coming out as depression when I write.

So, yeah.

Like I said, this one is depressing. Trigger warning.

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I have most of the letters written

I just need to find the perfect time

To kill myself

In my prime

Oh, look

Mom and dad are out

Let me find those pain killers

And let me overdose, with no pout

As I wait for eternal rest

I wonder what happened

To the girl who was happy

To the girl who would be loved

The world drifts away

And now I'm dead and gone

Parents, a few hours later

Find a dead daughter at home

Take me to the hospital

Found out it was too late

They weep and read my later

And they felt my unrelenting hate

They have the rest of them

To my various friends

Some of them cried

Some of them ended it

My best friend stares at the ceiling

Wondering what happened

To the girl I always pretended to me

The girl who seemed to be needed

My other friends wander

Lost and confused and unhappy

Because why did I kill myself

Wasn't I okay being me

I guess this might happen

May or may not be true

But if I died

Would you cry, too

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That last question isn't necessarily directed at you readers, but if you want to answer you can in the comments.

-Kat