Sucidal Poems.

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My bodies cold

lips are blue

why did I do this because of you?

I feel the earth below me

like a pillow under my head

no knives, no guns, but pills instead

The bottle lays empty

cap unscrewed

what did I do? what did I do?

My spirit floats my body lays

my lover finds me

and he prays

I reach for him

I'm sucked away

like a deep crest of a wave

he pounds the ground

screaming why oh why?

I asked myself why did I?

My parents arrive, my best friend too

I thought to myself, What did I do!?

I look away the pains to deep

my life is over because of me

I look back for one last glance

they zip me up in the body bag.

I did this to ease my pain

I lost instead of gained

as I look down my family

I regret that night

my life stopped ticking

because of a fight.

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Hand shakes silently as I reach for the knob

Pull my hand back, I'm too weak to do it

Turn to walk away before I remember

I'm doing this for me, I'm doing this for you

Close my eyes and count slowly to ten

You taught me this trick to help my panic attacks

Peel my eyes open and glare at the wooden door

Too long this room has terrified me

Too long its given me nightmares

Slowly I reach for the knob again

Twist it as slowly as humanly possible and push

Now I stand in the darkened doorway

Is it just me or did it just get colder?

I reach for the light switch

As soon as I turn on the light, I close my empty eyes

Count to ten again before opening them

See my reflection in the mirror and frown

How long have I looked this sick?

Suddenly my eyes find what I came to see

My breathing quickens as I flash back to that day

When I was ten and opened the bathroom

And saw you floating there in the red water

Dressed in your pretty little white dress

Now stained red from the water

Kitchen knife covered in dark red on the counter

Snapping back to reality, I realize I'm crying

Stuck here in an empty bathroom six years later

Stuck here wondering what I did wrong

Why I made you unhappy

And what a little girl could've done to have her mom say goodbye

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Her face is puffy and red, while painful tears stream down her sad face.

She cries out loudly, hoping someone will hear her silent screams.

So many voices going through her head,

telling her how better she would feel if she were dead.

She places her shaking hands over her ears, trying not to listen.

She yells out once again for help, yet no one comes to her rescue.

She then remains sitting there on her cold bathroom floor, while the clock ticks by.

Her body begins to shake uncontrollably, unable to stop it all.

Starting to realize that no one cares, feeling so alone and helpless.

She finally comes to the decision that there is only one thing left to do.

She brings her shaking hands together, closes her eyes and prays.

She speaks to god one last time and tells him this:

"Lord, I'm so tired and the pain inside doesn't want to go away.

I can no longer shed anymore tears, for my eyes hurt me really bad.

The voices in my head don't want to go away.

My heart aches so bad that it's become too unbearable for me.

No one loves me, no one cares, no one wants me, and no one can help me now.

I tried being the good girl everyone wanted, but it wasn't good enough.

All I wanted was for someone to love me God.

Was I asking too much?

I'm so sorry God but I have to end my suffering the only way I know how.

Please forgive me God for what I'm about to do."

She opens her eyes for the last time, and quickly grabs for the razor blade.

She forces the sharp blade against her wrist.

She starts slitting her veins, deeper and deeper into her flesh.

The dark blood pours out more and more onto the floor all over.

Feeling weaker and weaker, becoming more and more unconscious by the seconds,

the blade drops from her hand onto that cold floor, her final resting place.

Her cold body now collapses to the floor and she slowly begins to feel the pain fade away along with her soul, finally falling into an endless sleep.

She lays there dead, yet free of pain.

It is now quiet, no screams, no tears, no suffering, just utter silence.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 29, 2013 ⏰

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