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watching the ****** suicides it makes my wrists hurt i see myself in cecelia’s eyes the hurt and the pain though i was always more of a pill popper than a wrist slitter watching the ****** suicides my hands shake mostly my right one fingers trembling in tune to the beating of my heart bound to rip out of my chest watching the ****** suicides i feel the luke warm bathtub water sloshing over my thighs as i sat there with the blade in my shaking hands imaging the red water that remained clear watching the ****** suicides my head hurts my chest tightens i feel like crying maybe dying just resting for a little while watching the ****** suicides i thank god that i told someone before it got any worse the months spent cutting and overdosing in silence now i just regret them watching the ****** suicides i think of all my friends that have hurt themselves or attempted think of about how i am one of them and a text message or a blog post is a pretty ****** way to say goodbye watching the ****** suicides feeling like i am one of them knowing what the signs look like like the back of my hand i am so glad i have yet to become a statistic
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
cecelia
watching the ****** suicides it makes my wrists hurt i see myself in cecelia’s eyes the hurt and the pain though i was always more of a pill popper than a wrist slitter watching the ****** suicides my hands shake mostly my right one fingers trembling in tune to the beating of my heart bound to rip out of my chest watching the ****** suicides i feel the luke warm bathtub water sloshing over my thighs as i sat there with the blade in my shaking hands imaging the red water that remained clear watching the ****** suicides my head hurts my chest tightens i feel like crying maybe dying just resting for a little while watching the ****** suicides i thank god that i told someone before it got any worse the months spent cutting and overdosing in silence now i just regret them watching the ****** suicides i think of all my friends that have hurt themselves or attempted think of about how i am one of them and a text message or a blog post is a pretty ****** way to say goodbye watching the ****** suicides feeling like i am one of them knowing what the signs look like like the back of my hand i am so glad i have yet to become a statistic
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
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