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Nov 2013
I havent found
A reason to live yet
Or even
A reason to keep going,
But i know i should.

13 years old and
Every day she goes home and
Turns her back on the world and
Takes her pain to her skin,
Her body,
Her mind.
She tells herself she is worthless
And she believes it.

7 hospitals
6 suicide attempts
5 pills a day
4 family members praying for her
3 friends hoping that for as little as
2 days she can not self harm or
1 day, she can stop but its looking
Too late.

She's fallen and cant get up,
Her plea to me from the end of the tunnel im headed down:
Turn back
Lost in the wind pulling me
Further.

Theres no light in this tunnel
And its a dead end road.
Shes lost in this pit of darkness
Too deep to be
Pulled out.

So the least i can do is
Turn back
And even with no light,
No reason to live or keep going,
Try to stumble back to the
Pinprick of hope
Somewhere in the distance.
Nothing
Written by
Nothing
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   spysgrandson and Lizzy
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