My heart is filled with sadness.
It's as cold as the winter winds.
It turned black,
After he left me.
After that I've never been the same.
I've tried everything to end my life.
I've tried a knife.
I've tried a gun.
I've tried a razor blade.
But I don't have the guts.
Why is it so hard?
People tell me my life was meant to be trashed out.
And I agree.
So why is it so hard?
He must have left me for some reason.
But what?
What could have made him leave?
Why did he hurt me?
Why?
I don't know,
And probably won't ever know.
All I do know is that my heart and soul are filled with,
Sadness.
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Tears Of Suicide
PoetryThis is my fourth poetry book! :) Sad, depressing, and angry type poems. Also some random poems that don't really fit into my love poems. Please do not leave rude and unnecessary comments. I accept praise and suggestions but not mean comments. If yo...