quintin sinclair

quintin sinclair Oct 2017

Ons kyk almal daarvoor.
Ons wil almal dit hê.
Ons het almal dit nodig.

Maar die waarheid is.
Dit bestaan nie eens nie.
Want alhoewel ons wil glo.
Dat ons hier vir 'n rede is.
Die feit is dat daar geen rede is nie.
En dit.
Is die antwoord.

quintin sinclair Oct 2017

Sadly.

I did not know if she’d be alive,
The next time I would speak to her,
Yet all I did was laugh.
Because of my sickened mind.

“Why are you laughing?” they ask.
I don’t know. I just am.
I don’t feel much emotion.
I feel fear, anxiety, anger, and every once in awhile,
I taste a bit of what I used to call happiness.
But that’s not too common anymore.

O neverending shadowed abyss,
O gloomy depth of nothing,
What do you want from me?
Do you plan to shred me,
From my last chance of hope?
Or do you believe, as I do, that it’s already forever gone?
O darkened soul,
Sadly, I believe you are right.

quintin sinclair Oct 2017

Numb.

Knock Knock Knock*
Hello?
Is anyone home?
I would like my feelings back if you still have them.
I know you tend to lock feelings away.
But I need mine back.
It’s just.
I feel.
Numb.

quintin sinclair Oct 2017

Take.

So take me if you want to
Because I cannot carry on
Fighting is too difficult
And I am not too strong.

So take me if you want to
The love I once felt
Streams down my cheek
As you take me with no guilt.

So take me if you want to
I know you won't feel pain
I know you will forget me
For this all was just a game

So take me if you want to
Although I trusted you
Although I gave you 'love'
Although you're not the one
I thought I knew.

quintin sinclair Oct 2017

Teenager.

I Am A Teenager
mY moutH iS A fauceT
My Mind Is A Different Somebody
whO I havE yeT tO meeT
I Strive To Succeed
iT striveS tO faiL
I Strive To Work Hard
iT striveS tO givE iN
I Strive To Be Who I Want To Be
anD alL thaT minD oF minE doeS
Is Stop Me

I Am A Teenager
yeS I spenD alL daY oN mY phonE
But No It’s Not Because I’m Texting My Friends
it’S noT becausE i’M ignorinG yoU
I’m Just Trying To Distract Myself
froM thE constanT paiN piercinG mY thoughtS
Letting Me Believe That I Won’t Make It
Past Graduation
lettinG mE believE thaT lovinG myselF
isn’T possiblE
I Try To Stop These Thoughts And Move Forward
anD alL thaT minD oF minE doeS
Is Stop Me

I Am A Teenager
starvinG foR acceptioN
Dehydrated Of Happiness
mY motheR
Holding Cake And Water
buT noT carinG foR mE
For Fear Of Too Many Calories
anD noT wantinG tO triP anD falL
I Beg For Her Truthfulness
anD alL thaT minD oF herS doeS
Is Stop Her

#teenager #loneliness

quintin sinclair Oct 2017

Weather.

.i hate my life
..i hate my life
...i hate my life
….i hate my life
…..i hate my life
…...i hate my life
…….i hate my life

,and now,
,the weather,

#minimize

quintin sinclair Oct 2017

Wait.

Click.
Click.
Click.

Click. Click. Click.
Click Click Click.
Clickclick.

Click.*

A heavy arm stretches outward.
Reaching forward with fatal touch.
A feather glides upon the skin.
It’s sharpened claws drag it in.
It curls and twists upon the sleeve.
It says that you don’t have to breathe.
It says that you don’t have to leave.
It’s crooked ponds begin to seethe.
It pulls you in with every blink.
As you fall down the bathroom sink.
You press it’s talons with more force.
Hoping to go with no remorse.
You stare directly in its eye.
And say you’re not afraid to die.
Then suddenly you are no more.
You empty out upon the floor.
And that is just how fast it ends.
Before you can even end the-

....but if you wait.
For just a moment.
For just a second.
But if you wait until it grasps your soul.
And whispers it’s your time to go.
Then maybe you can find some life.
....Instead of going with a knife.

#death #suicide #hope #possibility