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It's been six months Since that day Things went too far. I almost died But never cried. It was the plan, What I wanted. I've changed since then. I'm happy now, I'm healthy now, Until right now. I cut again. I taste defeat. I was so strong, I was complete. I haven't drank Since that night I almost died. But like I said, I cut again. I sense the spiral, about to begin. I cannot do it, Not this time. I've come too far, I cleaned my crimes. I have much to live for. There are people who actually depend on me, actually trust me. I wont let them down, No, not again.
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
Six Months
It's been six months Since that day Things went too far. I almost died But never cried. It was the plan, What I wanted. I've changed since then. I'm happy now, I'm healthy now, Until right now. I cut again. I taste defeat. I was so strong, I was complete. I haven't drank Since that night I almost died. But like I said, I cut again. I sense the spiral, about to begin. I cannot do it, Not this time. I've come too far, I cleaned my crimes. I have much to live for. There are people who actually depend on me, actually trust me. I wont let them down, No, not again.
marlenek
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17/F/Philadelphia
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
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