The tears keep coming.
My heart stops beating.
The razor gets dull.
The more I cut.
The blood is pouring.
My eyes are closing.
My headache is pounding.
My chest is aching.
Then it all stops.
It takes a while.
You open my door.
You come inside here.
To see me dead.
A tears starts dropping.
My mom starts screaming.
The sirens get closer.
My body just rotts.
Someone did really care.
I let them down.
I should have stayed.
But I was selfish.
I went too soon.
Now it is ireversable.
I can't come back.
I am so sorry..
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken words//Est, Eng//
PoetryYou make my world worth living in - Djessicajuan Highest rank: 2 in poetry
