Blood pounding in my ears,
In pain, my heart bled,
My pulse rushed,
Feelings, heavy as lead.
The blade shook,
As my hand quivered,
The cold metal on my skin,
Made my core shiver.
I have all anyone wants,
The picture perfect life you see,
All felt just like a burden,
For that’s not what I wanna be.
I am not ugly,
Nor am I bullied,
A prefect family I have,
No hard feelings to breed.
People say I have a life,
Which I take for granted,
But I lacked the thing I want,
And it’s what I hated.
As I wished to end my life,
And free myself of the lies,
I remembered my parents,
And all the beautiful ties.
I heaved a sigh, as,
The blade slid to the floor,
I thought , I should live,
Just a little more.
One day, I may read this,
Be happy and glad,
For not ending my life,
And thinking that it’s not that bad.
But for now, right this moment,
All I can see,
Is me being a person,
That I don’t wanna be.
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I know what you are thinking.. Sophie, it's super depressing. yes it is. But, life isn't a bed of roses right? And sometimes, what we see, id not the real truth. Some times, the people we envy are the one who are among those who struggle the most.
This poem is dedicated to all of those wonderful and brave people who have struggled and been broken, who had considered opting the easier path and didn't.
good luck with life.
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PoetryThis is a collection of poems by me. Not that I am some experienced poet or something. I just write what I feel like writing, trying my best to do good and make it poetic. I would love to here your views on my poems. Hope you like it.
