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I sit and wait Wait for this mental suffering to end For someone to tell me it'll all be okay That someone doesn't come The thoughts do You can end it all You're pathetic Worthless No one cares But I know I shouldn't end it I want an eternity, though I know I don't deserve it But how do I escape this? And there's my familiar friend Sitting next to me Beckoning me To press his blade into my skin To make my mental pain physical To make myself bleed I pick him up And listen to him I let out a few sobs As my blood runs down my arm But I quickly shut up Someone might hear I wipe my tears and blood away Walk out of the bathroom And smile through my pain.;
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Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 6:52 PM UTC
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I sit and wait Wait for this mental suffering to end For someone to tell me it'll all be okay That someone doesn't come The thoughts do You can end it all You're pathetic Worthless No one cares But I know I shouldn't end it I want an eternity, though I know I don't deserve it But how do I escape this? And there's my familiar friend Sitting next to me Beckoning me To press his blade into my skin To make my mental pain physical To make myself bleed I pick him up And listen to him I let out a few sobs As my blood runs down my arm But I quickly shut up Someone might hear I wipe my tears and blood away Walk out of the bathroom And smile through my pain.;
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Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 6:52 PM UTC
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