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Feb 2014 · 550
My Last Breath
Ceci Guzman Feb 2014
My Last Breath*
Hidden behind
my dark brown eyes
I see visions
of suicide.

Circling around
every night and day
in my mind
they always stay.

Never leaving
I just don't try
what's the point?
I want to die.

New razor
pressed upon my skin
fighting the tears
I await my end.

Hating life
before it's to late
I press down harder
I need to escape.

Vision blurred
blood pools and flows
I don't feel anything
it's my time to go.

Last breath
falling to the floor
I await death
am no more. -
Feb 2014 · 419
Her wishes. Broken
Ceci Guzman Feb 2014
The wish of a girl

Every girl needs  that someone,
Not just her girlfriend,
But that guy that she cries for, all day and night, that guy that she wishes he never left, that guy that she wants to hug and NEVER let go, that guy she  loves so much, that guy she has been heartbroken for, that guy that left without notice, that guy she thought would always be with her, that guy she still waits for.

The guy that was the reason for her to commit suicide.
The stuff that comes to my mind on a bad Valentine's Day!!!:( Girls is this not true??
Jan 2014 · 497
Be happy, I am with god
Ceci Guzman Jan 2014
I am no longer with you, I am in heaven with god,
Please don't cry, believe me I am happy.

This is the place where I want to be,
This is the place I plead to god to bring me.

I called him and yelled with tears in my eyes,
Telling him how much I wanted to leave.

Now he called me and has me with him,
Believe me, happier I could not be.
Jan 2014 · 403
The Problems Inside
Ceci Guzman Jan 2014
Yesterday you where here,
Joking
Laughing
Smiling
Playing
You seemed to be having a good time,
You seemed like you had no worries,
You seemed like life was perfect
And that nothing could destroy it.

Your words before you left me where telling me how much you loved me,
never crossed my mind that those words where the last "I love you" you would have told me.

If I knew what was deep inside your heart, I would had helped you.
If only you would had told me that life was not going well, that it wasn't going the way it seemed to be.
That you walked around with an empty space in your heart.
That you were missing support

Why did you let drugs be your way out
Your only way out from your problems, yet you found a way out of life.
I wrote this in memory of my teacher's son and in all people that have committed suicide. You never know the problems the person that seems to be happy might be having, and the decision they might take. RIP C.C
Nov 2013 · 774
Gone
Ceci Guzman Nov 2013
I could feel the cold inside my casket,
People crying around me.
My mom crying beside me.

I could have been a better daughter.
I could have been a better sister.
Or simply a better person

But now from all the scars on my arms, I am not longer suffering.

I know the lord needed me in heaven.
I know he called me for a reason.

When I took the permanent decision of leaving earth, I was happy.
Happy that I could take care of my family without them always calling making me feel worthless.
Happy that I can, for once, watch them and help the lord guide them.
Happy that I will no longer suffer, because he left me.


I want my wishes and desires to be granted by my love ones.

The big house
The piano room
The Rolls Royce
And everything I wished for.

Everything in life seemed pointless without him, life was always so blue since he left.

You were the one and only that could pick me up when I was down. You are the reason I am gone.
I wish I could be a good poem writer, but I am not. Lol Well here is a depressing poem!:) Comments please!!!

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