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Sep 2016
I can't tell you
How many times
My mind
Finds
The end
Looks mighty friendly

The world is painful
Its cruel
Am I strong enough?
What does this feeling fuel?

My mind watches
As a bullet rips through my brain
And blood stains my walls
And I'm left as a shell

But then.....

I picture
My sister
Finding me

My niece crying

My ex dropping to her knees
From the phone call

The paramedics covering my face

And my daughter's smile....

And I cry.

I cry because the end of your life
Brings pain to everyone you've loved
And every life you've touched

I would rather bear my pain
And carry on

Then hurt the ones I love

And so I kept on living.....
Steven Forrester
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Steven Forrester  32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ
(32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ)   
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