Harakiri

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I hate this life and how I feel
The way they say my name
The way I get when I am sad
And the way I deal with the pain

Nobody knows how to help
They make me scream
I'm on my knees
Praying for the invisible God
To help me

You'll never understand how I feel
The ideation of suicide
Fills my mind
Until all I feel is numb

They whisper in my ear
The disappointment in their voice
And the tears in my eyes
I am a mess of a sight

You'd never know how I feel
To succumb to this life is my ideal
To fucking die is the way of my life

This life is surreal
I don't know how to deal
With these thoughts I know as my own

This is the end
I have reached my limit
It is time for my downfall
For this is the End

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