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Aug 2018
Vision is going black,
I’m standing on the edge.
I just wanted some friends.
I just want my life to end.

I’m done feeling all these feelings,
Staring at this ******* ceiling,
Wishing my life had some meaning,
Hold my breath ’till I stop breathing.

No, these people are not my friends,
I don't even know 'em.

Don’t want to die alone,
But I’m living in a hell.
Stand back from this top,
Climb down the ladder,
‘Cause I don't even trust myself.

And I fell for all your reasons,
Again.
The chemicals numb my feelings,
I become so cold, I’m freezing.

Just hold me ’till I stop bleeding.

No, these people are not my friends...

I’m in my head again...

Quick, just overdose, get the medicine.
Written by
Nathan Alexander  17/M
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