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Irene J Jul 2020
I just wish people could understand
about my wellbeing without I had to tell it to them.

Because sometimes a little part of me wanted me to hurt myself so that the pain that hurting my mind and soul,
could just go away and replace by the pain from the blood that was dripping all over my hand.

Its better that way.
Rather to be in pain silently and slowly falling apart.
I was having a sudden mental breakdown. That moment I realize how stuck and lonely I am, that I’m always been ignore.
Michael R Burch Mar 2020
by Michael R. Burch

what would u give
to simply not exist—
for a painless exit?
he asked himself, uncertain.

then from behind
the hospital room curtain
a patient screamed—
"my life!"

Originally published by Setu. Keywords/Tags: brexit, death, exit, suicide, euthanasia, quick, painless, hospital, patient, hospice, final, curtain, existence, nonexistence
Tabitha Lee Jan 2020
It lies to us

Car accident caused death
No, a bullet did people!
HE was fresh in life
Only 15

That women at least is arrested
for taking his life with a bullet
when he was fresh with life
only 15

I don't know intentions
behind the worst ending
when a boy was fresh with life
only 15

Hopefully I see him above
when my time has come
when he was fresh with life
only 15

I miss him
that boy was encouraging
fresh in life
and only 15
Today at school they told us my friend died in a car accident when the news clearly stated he was shot by a women
Hopefully it was painless
Miss you bro
ManxPoetryGuy Dec 2019
Numb like clay,
my hand brushes over the surface,
nothing to feel,
nothing to say.
Numb like the tears that fell that day.
The Rogue Poet Apr 2019
Stuck in my ways as it has become a habit

she yearns for my attention and has not  grasped it

My intentions were not to lead her down this ravine

Yet, my heart is not ready to give in from the routine

As I could not consciously lead you astray

My first mechanism is to push you away

“It will not be long” oh great, now I sound cliché...

That THIS, will just be another severance left to decay.

We have to sacrifice certain things to gain things we’ve never had.
ThatBrokenOne Jan 2019
Oops I did it again
That will be another scar
It will bleed
It will hurt
It will be like me

Oops I did it again
Only he can cry
I can't
I try
But I fail

Oops I did it again
I let the river flow out of my arm
I let the bed sheets get stained again
I let my room fill with this dark red fluid
It happened again

Oops I did it again
I let my self go
I just did it
This time is has been more deeper than ever
This will bleed for a while

Oops I did it again
I feel this warm trickle flow down my arm
I am sitting here shirt less
I am getting cold, I have to be
But yet I don't feel it
I don't cry
I don't shiver
I feel nothing
I am nothing
I just need to be gone
I am not human anymore
ThatBrokenOne Jan 2019
An episode is playing
On the tv screen
At the end of my bed.
I am looking
But not watching.
I am hearing
But not listening.

Down my arm is a little red stream
It feels warm and soft.
Is this what the inside of a body is suposed to feels like
Mine feels cold and hard
Icey and cracked.

It is red and cracked
But it doesn't hurt.
That crack is crying instead of me
Tears of red colour are running down my arm.
It burns when I touch it
But it doesn't hurt.

Where did my feelings go
Where did my love go
Where did my live go
Where did my life go

I am just an empty casing
Full of blood
Without feelings
Without love
I am just an empty casing
MG Dec 2018
I don't think they know..
How much it hurts to be me.
To haul the cross of others sins.
To be weighed down by the strain of others emotions.
I would rather drown just to keep them breathing.
Feeling like I am sacrificing my own self,
for the painlessness of others.
Never expecting recognition or gratitude,
Or anything else in return.
Maybe just some acknowledgement,
that I'm hurting too.
(maybe even more than you)
the first thing I've wrote about me.
hannah Feb 2018
Death I can tell you have always wonder what it would feel like to die.
Would it be painless, will you remember the ones you loved, or will you see how they talked about you when you were not around?
Will they even notice your gone or will they be over it in a day only talking about you to have others feel bad?
Will the people who hated you the most talk bad about you like always or will they pretend that you were their best friend?
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