PLEASE READ THIS!!!! This poem has triggers mainly of bullying and suicide. If you are triggered by either of these things, please don't read! I don't want anyone to hurt themselves!! :)**
My reflection Staring back at this corpse Nothing left but an empty soul Picked at by vultures Preyed upon Until nothing was left but skin and bones
Why am I your target? What have I done?
You have no answer Yet you laugh in my face with your friends Degrading me to nothing but dust Suicidal thoughts enter and exit the empty space my brain used to occupy
But I don’t think anymore I don’t speak anymore I don’t care anymore
I walk and walk saying nothing My mouth sewn shut with invisible string Like a puppet I act out my everyday life for you Pretending everything’s okay With an inviting smile and eyes filled with some kind of hope Yet when I go home I sit and stare at my options
Rope Blades Meds Guns
All in my possession Wishing I had the power in myself to end it
But there is a voice Soft but clear That strays me away Tells me everything will be fine.
But I never listen to the soothing sound All I hear is static; the static of all my bullies telling me
You’re ugly You’re fat You’re useless You smell Too nerdy Too tall You’ll never make it You’re nothing Why don’t you just **** yourself so we don’t have to see your ugly face around here again?
I’m alone in my house Find the gun Sit in my room; the only place where I’ve ever expressed myself Put the barrel to my head; look around for the last time at memories that will never be finished Pull the trigger
Written in my friend's point of view. (The best interpretation I could give anyway)